All the high-ranking officials were gathered, watching the monitors, especially the leading imposing middle-aged man, his face ashen, veins bulging on his arms, twisted and ferocious. Upon seeing the old man in the grey robe blasted away by a single cannon shot, he couldn't help but cry out mournfully, "Father!" And when he saw the old man in the black robe struck dead by a palm strike, he cried out again, "Grandfather!" He was going insane!

His father and grandfather, both massacred—the loss of these deeply rooted relatives nearly shattered his reason: "Kill him! You must kill him!!!" the imposing middle-aged man shrieked almost madly.

Everyone present felt a shock ripple through them. They watched the rune-engraved mecha on the screen, particularly noticing how the body of the black-robed elder, previously dead, suddenly stood up and entered the rune spacecraft, confirming that the elder was being controlled by some unknown technique.

In the vast Ancient World, anything miraculous could happen, so while these people were internally shocked, they didn't find it entirely unbelievable; rather, they were perplexed by the power of the rune spacecraft. In just a day or two, this rune spacecraft, which had previously been merely at the Elementary Pseudo-God level and could be destroyed by a single slap from the black-robed elder, had now instantly killed him.

Judging by its current appearance, it must have reached the level of a Peak Pseudo-God vessel! A ship of this caliber could not be breached unless a Divine-level expert made a move!

"What do we do? The treasures in the stone chamber are all gone!!" "Centuries of accumulation!!" "The very foundation of our Fengyue family, gone just like that, I swear to—...

Ah…" Everyone was in such agony they felt they might go mad. "Damn it all!

I told you that person used some trickery to sneak in, we should have stored the treasure somewhere else!" "You lot are utter idiots, you didn't listen to me!" "Now you deserve this, you morons!" "What did you say? Say that again and I'll smack you dead!" "Who knew this person would steal once and then bring someone else?

Who is this..." "Stop arguing! Hurry up and think of a solution, what good is arguing?!" "You are all useless!" The entire hall was filled with shouting and cursing, thick with animosity.

Given the usual composure and temperament of these high-ranking members, such crude language would normally be impossible, but now they were burning with fury, utterly enraged. The fact that the very foundation of their entire lineage had been destroyed was something they hadn't dared to imagine even in their nightmares!

"What do we do now?" "Kill that wretched brat!" "Idiot, can you even kill him?" "Who are you calling an idiot?" "I'm talking to you!" "Yes! I'm the idiot you’re talking about!" "You two idiots are still fighting at a time like this!" "Who are you calling an idiot?!" "Say it, say it again, I'll smack your ancestor!" Amidst the clamorous rage, the imposing middle-aged man suddenly roared, "Everyone shut up for me!!" Everyone immediately quieted down, lowering their heads in silence.

The imposing middle-aged man’s cold, frenzied eyes slowly swept over the hundred-plus Pseudo-God experts present, and he spoke word by word: "All of you, figure out a way to stabilize the clansmen below. With the treasury empty and resources scarce, everyone will contribute their personal assets, recorded on the ledger, to be returned threefold after the family is restored and revives!" Everyone fell silent, secretly admiring the imposing middle-aged man.

Having lost his father and grandfather, he could still maintain such composure; truly formidable! "What are you still standing around for?

Go now!" the imposing middle-aged man commanded. Led by the elder in the fire robe, the others quickly departed, not daring to linger.

Especially the fire-robed elder, who was deeply shaken, unable to fathom how the seemingly insignificant person who could be killed with one slap moments ago had now slain the clan's two strongest elders. After everyone left, the middle-aged man violently kicked the metal chair in front of him, his hands striking out wildly, sending powerful force sweeping across the great hall, leaving it in disarray.

"Kill, kill, kill!" "Wretched thing, ahhhh..." He let out a long, heaven-piercing cry, releasing all the resentment and sorrow filling his heart. "I will definitely kill you, absolutely!!" He clenched his fists until his lips bled, his inner fury burning like fire, his resolve to become stronger firmer than ever before.

Meanwhile. At the center of Azure Water City, the most prosperous and bustling area, not far from the Space Jump Point, lay the City Lord's villa.

Its area spanned roughly a thousand kilometers, with sound dampeners installed on the railings to block out the noisy sounds from outside, making the interior elegant and quiet, like a scene from another world. This was not the City Lord’s headquarters; that base was in a little-known location.

The reason the villa was built here was for the case of an enemy attack—the distance to the Space Jump Point for escape was very short. It wasn't the headquarters, but its proximity to the Space Jump Point meant that if enemies jumped directly here, they could find him instantly.

Three thousand kilometers from this City Lord's Mansion was a vast plaza dedicated to the Space Jump Points, which contained hundreds of various jump portals leading to different pathways. The central one was the tallest, shining with white light, resembling a spatial wormhole, oval-shaped, with a diameter of about 100 kilometers!

Standing around this spatial wormhole were a dozen figures, all radiating Pseudo-God auras; every single one was a Pseudo-God expert! Furthermore, surrounding them were 9,000 soldiers, each at the peak of the Half-God stage!

The Space Jump Point was the core of the city; if an enemy jumped in, they could instantly cause immense destruction, hence the deployment of heavily fortified forces here. Swish!

Swish! Two beams of light flickered, and a massive warship materialized out of thin air, covered in mysterious scriptures, giving off an ancient, weathered aura, both venerable and old.

Upon arriving, this ship headed directly toward the central spatial wormhole. From a distance of hundreds of kilometers, a scanner swept across the rune spacecraft, followed by an emotionless electronic voice: "Please activate the spacecraft's defense systems and submit to inspection!" The old man with the green talisman immediately looked toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and said, "Discard it." The old man with the green talisman immediately activated the spacecraft's defense system to accept the light beam’s scan, which could see everything aboard to prevent dangerous contraband. Beep!

"Warning! Warning!" The entire Space Jump Point was suddenly seized by alarm sirens, alerting the hundreds of surrounding jump points.

Others preparing to use the portals stared toward this area in astonishment. "Wanted criminal, Bi18688, detected!" As the electronic voice announced, a red targeting beam shot from an unseen location, fixing itself onto the rune spacecraft.

An uproar ensued; no one expected a wanted criminal to attempt to sneak in here. After all, ordinary wanted criminals dared not approach the city perimeter.

Even if they slipped past the city gate inspection, countless monitors lined the city streets, ensuring eventual detection. For a wanted criminal to secretly reach the city center without outside help was nigh impossible.

"Halt!" "Prepare for apprehension!" At the Space Jump Point, the dozen or so Pseudo-God experts stared at the colossal warship in the air, issuing sharp shouts. They pulled various items from their spatial folding bags, such as Photosynthesis God-Light Cannons, Magic Cannon, Radiators, and Star Storms, all technological weapons.

Boom boom boom... Beams of light were unleashed, aimed at the rune spacecraft.

The dazzling Magic Cannons, like rolling black demonic spheres, tore through the air and slammed into the vessel. The Photosynthesis God-Light Cannons, the size of tanks, fired blinding golden beams from their soccer-ball-sized muzzles, striking the rune spacecraft with precision.

The other Radiators, shaped like long shuttles, and the Star Storms—a rotary-style super machine gun with a commanding profile capable of incinerating mid-tier Pseudo-God experts—unleashed approximately three million divine power bullets per second! This relentless, storm-like barrage converged and smashed into the rune spacecraft.

BOOM!! A violent explosion erupted, blooming into a mushroom cloud in the mid-air, sending a heart-stopping shockwave spreading outward.

"A wanted criminal still dares to come here." "Truly courting death." "Trying to escape? Heh, foolish!" The dozen or so experts watched the center of the explosion, a cold smirk playing on their lips.

They had guarded this post for thousands of years and had never seen a wanted criminal so audacious, prompting their scorn. Just then...

Swish! Suddenly, ten golden beams shot out from the mist, their speed rivaling the speed of light.

The moment they appeared, they pierced through the ten figures standing near the spatial wormhole, instantly obliterating them. The previously noisy and laughing plaza fell into instant, absolute silence.

Everyone’s pupils contracted as they turned their gaze toward the mushroom cloud. They saw a massive dark silhouette suddenly burst forth from within, arriving before the spatial wormhole.

The towering warship hung suspended above them, eclipsing the sun and casting a shadow that filled every heart. The remaining four or five Pseudo-God experts, upon seeing that the warship bore not a single mark of damage, had their eyes narrow in disbelief, staring at the ancient vessel.

"Activate the Space Jump Point!" A cold voice, laced with authority, resonated from within the ship, echoing across the entire plaza. These four or five figures paused, hesitating slightly.

At that moment, a bizarre, drawn-out voice shrieked, "Damn it, my boss told you to open the jump point, are you deaf? Open it now, or your grandpa Green will smack you scum dead!" These individuals found themselves in a dilemma: if they activated the jump point and allowed Ye Chen to leave, they would certainly face severe consequences upon reporting back.

Just then, a sound of breaking air rushed in rapidly from nearby, carrying an overwhelming oppressive force, like the roar of thunder cleaving the sky. The vast sound wave was audible for thousands of kilometers around.

Inside the rune spacecraft, Ye Chen's expression shifted slightly. He hurriedly waved a large hand toward Little Black: "Quickly take control of those corpses and open the Space Jump Point, heading toward the Ancient Continent!" He felt an inexplicable unease; a torrent of terrifying aura seemed to be surging toward them, a powerful sense of danger locking onto him, causing the hairs on his back to stand on end.