Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 792: No More Chances

In the eastern region of the Duravia Trade Prefecture, within the Ding family estate.

Ding Yuanxiao, the Family Head, gripped a letter sent from the Immortal Domain, his eyes blazing with intense fervor. "Hahaha! The Zhao Clan has acted at last! Finally!"

As he spoke, he could not restrain his jubilant laughter.

Back at the Zhao Clan’s banquet, he had completely alienated Sun Haotian. While his long-time friend had chosen to align with the Li family, Ding Yuanxiao had taken the opposite path, positioning himself as a rival.

“Decades have passed, Sun Haotian. I suspect you were merely intimidated by the Li family’s supporters at that feast, leading you to choose the losing side.”

Ding Yuanxiao sighed while shaking his head.

“You have spent years opposing me at every turn, convinced of your righteousness. However, you have gravely underestimated the Zhao Clan. They view the Li family’s backers with total indifference; to them, the Li clan is nothing. They were simply biding their time, waiting for the Li family to make a move!”

As his pitying sigh faded, the Ding clan Elders arrived. Throughout the estate, ten thousand battle-ready members and guest retainers stood guard atop towers and pavilions.

Despite the display, Ding Yuanxiao felt a sense of dissatisfaction as he surveyed his kin. Having witnessed the Zhao Clan’s power in the Immortal Domain firsthand, he knew what true strength looked like. With over a million members, every single person in the Zhao Clan was a Cultivator, making them an invincible force. Most terrifyingly, he had seen three of their Void Refining experts—and that was only half of their top-tier masters.

Taking a deep breath, Ding Yuanxiao addressed his assembled clansmen.

“The Li clan has already sent their forces toward the Duravia Trade Prefecture. Zhao Jingmiao, the new Zhao Family Head, has informed me that the Li clan—driven by the humiliation of a mere junior—intends to storm our prefecture and begin a slaughter.”

“The Li clan’s arrogance knows no bounds! Years ago, they caused Liu Rusi, the fiancée of our genius Ding Zerui, to miss her own wedding. They occupy an entire prefecture and were responsible for the death of our own Prince Qian, a man of unmatched virtue. Every person of honor in this prefecture has been harboring this resentment.”

“But today... the hour of reckoning is here!”

“The Azure Cloud Li Clan possesses the greed of wolves. They are not content with their own lands; they seek to seize everything in our Duravia Trade Prefecture, just as they attempted a century ago. From this moment on, the Li clan shall no longer suppress my Ding family! Our children will walk upon the soil of the Azure Cloud Prefecture, and we shall prove that the Ding family cannot be trampled upon!”

Following Ding Yuanxiao’s passionate outcry, the blood of every Ding family member began to boil with excitement!

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

With bloodshot eyes, Ding Yuanxiao roared toward the heavens, his voice thundering through the estate. His moment had arrived. He would eventually stand over Sun Haotian as the victor, proving his choice was the right one.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

In the midst of their frantic shouting—

Swish—

A flash of frigid light appeared in the firmament, and frost crystals descended like glittering starlight. A sharp, piercing whistle, resembling the cry of a Blue Phoenix, echoed through the air. The sound was so intense it caused souls to shudder and minds to go numb, causing the Ding family’s war cries to falter.

The clansmen turned their heads in unison. Their eyes, still red from their earlier fury, shifted from rage to confusion, and finally to absolute dread.

An arrow slammed into the Ding family’s Clan-Protecting Grand Formation, dragging a massive trail of ice behind it like a frozen comet. Although the ice arrow pulsed with lethal intent, the defensive array held firm. Nevertheless, a heavy silence fell over the estate, broken only by the sound of rapid, panicked breathing.

Ding Yuanxiao’s entire body went rigid.

The Sun family were masters of earth techniques, capable of pulling stone statues from the very ground. Suddenly, the land surrounding the Ding estate began to buckle and heave as if the world were ending. The initial confusion from the ice arrow transformed into raw panic among the Ding members.

“That ice arrow... where did it come from?”

“Patriarch, is this a technique of the Sun family?”

“Quickly! Enemies are upon us!”

Chaos erupted as people ran aimlessly. Ding Yuanxiao stared blankly beyond the walls. While his kin used formations to stabilize the grounds against the tremors, colossal stone statues summoned by the Sun family rose outside the barrier. These giants, hundreds or even thousands of meters tall, loomed over them, blotting out the sun.

What sounded like a sudden downpour began to crash against the shield, but it wasn't water. It was the sound of countless Cultivators unleashing their techniques simultaneously upon arrival.

Ding Yuanxiao caught sight of Sun Haotian’s face. His old friend looked at him through the barrier with an expression of pity, sending a mental message: “Old Ding, I am sorry.”

Atop the pillar of ice created by the first arrow, Li Changyao appeared. Holding a longbow that dwarfed her own frame, she darted along the frozen trail until she stood directly on the dome of the formation. Her cold phoenix eyes locked onto Ding Yuanxiao with a murderous gaze.

“Following the conflict at Prince Qian’s Mansion, the Li clan offered you mercy. Now, your chances have run out.”

She notched another arrow and pulled the string taut!

Swish!

As she stood upon their defenses, the horizon filled with the arriving army of Cultivators.