Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 808: Know The Enemy And Know Yourself

"Clan Head Ding, and all our friends from the Duravia Trade Prefecture, your defeat is inevitable."

Li Chang'an let out a soft sigh.

"Chang'an understands that you have crossed a line from which there is no return.

Our Li family will no longer permit your presence within the Duravia Trade Prefecture.

You cannot emerge victorious from this conflict.

However, Chang'an is prepared to offer a single opportunity: deactivate the formation from within, and your lives will be spared."

Silence followed Li Chang'an's declaration.

From every direction, the Azure Cloud forces arrived, bringing with them the very clansmen that the great noble houses had cast aside!

The faces of everyone within the Duravia Trade Prefecture twisted in shock.

If they had previously held onto the hope that the Zhao family might win, those odds were now crumbling as Li Chang'an systematically exposed the reality of the situation. The Immortal Zhao Clan’s chances of success were becoming nonexistent!

This trap had been meticulously laid long ago.

Since the start, the Zhao clan was nothing more than a turtle trapped in a jar.

Their mental resolve began to shatter.

The people of the Duravia Trade Prefecture looked away, unable to maintain eye contact.

It felt as though, after all this time, they had once again fallen into the sinister grasp of Prince Qian.

"The world is vast, extending far beyond the borders of the Duravia Trade Prefecture.

Your bloodlines can still endure in other lands.

This is the final concession of the Li family, and Chang'an believes it is the last line you can afford to hold as well."

A faint smile played on Li Chang'an's lips.

The Old Ancestor once remarked that life is an endless journey of study and growth—to stop moving forward is to fall behind.

Even foes can serve as instructors, and Prince Qian had proven to be an excellent one.

Below on the ground, the captured members of the great immortal clans began screaming at their respective clan heads sheltered inside the Great Formation.

Their voices were thick with the resentment of the betrayed, mixed with tearful entreaties and desperate pleas.

The cultivators of the various immortal clans turned their heads away.

Zhao Jingmiao did not miss this shift.

Unwittingly, with every sentence Li Chang'an uttered, a wedge of doubt and alienation was being driven into the hearts of the assembly.

"Pay him no mind! He is merely attempting to incite panic!"

Zhao Jingmiao maintained a calm facade, though his suspicious eyes told a different story.

"We possess five Void Refining cultivators. The moment our two clan elders return, we shall launch our counterattack..."

"Oh, they will certainly return. But that will be the exact moment you are forced to make your most agonizing choice."

Li Chang'an spoke, his expression glowing with a bright smile.

Zhao Jingmiao gave a cold snort. "Are you still trying to manipulate us? No one knows the current location of my Zhao clan elders!"

...

"If you know both yourself and your enemy, you need not fear the outcome of a hundred battles.

My failure back then stemmed from impatience... I was too eager to strike at a Li family I did not truly comprehend."

The morning sun began its ascent over Duskwild Prefecture.

Facing his imminent execution, Prince Qian’s aged face showed only the relaxed composure of a man greeting death without terror.

Standing beside him, Prince Yu waited in silence, a hint of sadness touching his heart.

This brother of his was cunning and vile to the core; a hundred executions would not be enough to pay for his sins.

Yet, it was a tragedy he had been born in the wrong era—otherwise, he surely would have dominated a corner of this world.

"Imperial Brother, it was to you that I lost, not the Li family."

Prince Qian looked toward the tombstone of the War God.

"If you truly cared for your subordinate, you would have extracted him long ago instead of leaving him at my side."

"The War God provided me with a wealth of intelligence. You cannot be allowed to live," Prince Yu sighed heavily.

"Even if I granted you a thousand or ten thousand years, I fear I would still eventually fall to you.

Should you ever become the Human Emperor, the very empire our Father Emperor built would be in grave danger."

Upon hearing this, Prince Qian offered a small smile.

A long silence stretched between the two.

Finally, Prince Qian spoke, "I once took the wrong path. Those who follow me will not repeat my mistakes. Imperial Brother, proceed."

"En."

As the word was spoken, Prince Qian's soul dissipated.

The head that tumbled to the earth still bore the trace of a smile.

...

At the same time.

Inside the Heavenly Secret Pavilion of the Imperial Capital.

Under the leadership of Chen Qingtian—the former chief of the Azure Cloud Region—a group of diviners were utilizing the Pavilion's esoteric techniques to peer into the secrets of heaven.

Within this private chamber, Li Yuanshang had already carried out the execution of the Zhao clan members living in the capital, following the family's commands.

Observing the approach of the wealthy Li merchant, Chen Qingtian moved to greet him.

Li Yuanshang offered a storage ring with great respect.

"My gratitude goes to the seniors of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Without your help, my Li family could not have tracked the Immortal Zhao Clan, nor discovered that Zhao Wan was the one hiding beside Crown Prince Sheng."

"It is merely a transaction."

Chen Qingtian checked the contents of the storage ring, appearing highly pleased.

Li Yuanshang turned his gaze toward the divination array resting on the table.

Arranged upon the array were the artifacts that the "Three Thieves" had previously unearthed from the ruins!

There lay the discarded skin and bones of Zhao Wan, the shards of Zhao Tingyu's ruined Dharma Treasure, and the skeletal remains of Zhao Feimeng...

A look of bewilderment crossed Li Yuanshang's round face.

"Seniors, your talents are truly extraordinary. Is it actually possible to find them using nothing but these scraps?"

"Hahaha! How could the common world possibly grasp the secret arts of my Heavenly Secret Pavilion?"

Chen Qingtian laughed heartily, though a flash of memory appeared in his eyes.

"We actually employed this exact hidden technique once before in the Azure Cloud Region... and it was used against your Li family."

"What?" Li Yuanshang’s expression shifted. "There was such an occurrence in the past?"

"En. It is not a secret."

Chen Qingtian began to recount the history.

"Back when your Li family was being pursued by the dominant powers of the Azure Cloud Region, your clansmen were incredibly difficult to pin down.

There was a member of the Azure Cloud branch named Yu Xian.

He managed to get hold of personal items belonging to your kin through your current steward, Huang Xiujin. It was those items that allowed us to finally track them down."

As he finished the story, Chen Qingtian chuckled.

"And now, your Li family has come to my Pavilion to employ that very same secret technique—only this time, it is directed at the Immortal Zhao Clan.

No matter how deep they burrow, they cannot hide from the tracking of our Heavenly Secret Pavilion."