Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 817: Why Would They Fear Now
Previously on Family Management Game In Immortal Continent...
The Three Families and Six Sects of the Azure Cloud Region, alongside the Four Great Powers and every member of the Li Family, fought with desperate bravery. A fierce determination flickered in the eyes of all the cultivators present.
For more than a century, they had lived under the shadow of the Immortal Zhao Clan's arrogance. The Zhao Clan had never respected the Azure Cloud Region, viewing no one there as a legitimate rival.
However, the Immortal Zhao Clan had made a grave mistake. The seeds planted over the last few hundred years had matured into a massive tree. This tree was destined to reach the heavens, its sprawling branches offering protection to the entirety of the Azure Cloud Prefecture.
Li Wei arrived swiftly above the cloud layer, followed closely by Li Dalong and Li Yaozu. Meanwhile, Grand Elder Puci had already plunged into the enemy ranks, dragging Zhao Buqun into his Void Refining Space to finish him off.
A sense of satisfaction appeared on the faces of the three men. This moment represented the culmination of centuries of relentless effort!
"Impossible. This cannot be. How could our defeat come so swiftly?!"
From his position as a captive, Zhao Tingyu watched with hollow eyes. He was in shock as he witnessed the forces of the Azure Cloud Prefecture swarming into the Immortal Domain from every direction.
The Immortal Zhao Clan possessed an extensive intelligence network and had spent a hundred years spying on the Azure Cloud Prefecture. Only now, as the reality unfolded, did he realize they knew nothing of the Li Clan's true experts or the actual state of the prefecture.
The power being unleashed by the Azure Cloud forces was ten times greater than any intelligence report had suggested!
It seemed their experts had been achieving breakthroughs in total secrecy. Their cultivators had been quietly mastering complex battle formations. Even their stockpile of Spirit Tools, Talismans, and divine spirit pills exceeded anything a normal person could conceive.
What they had allowed the world to see was merely a facade of minor progress. But it went deeper than that! The Azure Cloud Prefecture had not even committed its full strength yet. Two major units—the Azure Cloud Army and the Hall of Heavenly Principles—remained absent. It appeared they were still hiding trump cards from the eyes of the world.
"Old Ancestor!"
Multiple figures began to manifest in the sky, reflected in Zhao Tingyu’s dazed eyes. Xu Cuihua, Li Yaoqing, Li Yaotie, Bai Rourou, and Li Yaowen all arrived simultaneously.
With the group assembled, Li Wei took the lead as they descended into the center of the Immortal Zhao Clan's territory. They were surrounded by towering structures on all sides.
Legions of the Immortal Zhao Clan attacked relentlessly, and the atmosphere vibrated with the spiritual power of intense combat. Even when the Zhao Clan used battle formations against the Li family group, the attacks were shattered and brushed aside with ease.
Li Wei and his companions walked through the dangerous maze of towers with calm indifference, as if they were strolling through an empty field.
"Old Ancestor, I have calculated the location. That is where the Zhao Clan's Old Ancestor is hidden."
Blood-red strands suddenly became visible in Li Yaowen’s eyes. These lines stretched across the soil of the Immortal Domain, linking every high tower built by the Zhao Clan. The Destiny of Heaven and Earth, stolen from the domain, was being channeled through these red conduits toward the heart of the Zhao Clan's Paradise.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
A rhythmic vibration echoed in their ears. Li Yaowen spoke softly, "It is a heartbeat."
"Mn."
Li Wei gave a small nod, and the party advanced toward the depths of the Zhao Clan. They moved in silence, reminiscent of the time years ago when they had stormed the Xiao Family in the Azure Cloud Region.
The same group of people stood at the front lines once again. However, they were now older, more experienced, and their Cultivation was incomparably stronger than in the past.
The Old Ancestor was no longer confined to a Spirit Tablet; he walked at the front, enveloped in a dark mist. Li Dalong still held Xu Cuihua. He no longer looked like a simple farmer; the rugged honesty of his youth had been replaced by a spectral elegance from his time in the Underworld. The Heaven-Piercing Coffin remained strapped to his back.
Xu Cuihua had become even more radiant. Swapping her matronly clothes for pure white robes, she reached out a delicate hand to touch her husband’s face, showing the love that had built up over a century apart.
Li Yaozu still carried his sword box, which emitted a clinking sound as if the blade inside was being adjusted. A piece of light fabric drifted from the box and into the hand of Li Yaoqing. Still dressed in her Daoist robes with a gourd and tripod at her waist, Li Yaoqing stared at the Purple Wisteria Shadow-Veil, which seemed to be a garment.
Li Yaotie carried his massive hammer while holding his wife. They remained a formidable pair, though Bai Rourou’s short hair was now white. Years of dedicated artifact refining had left both of them with dark, weathered complexions.
The once-frail Li Yaowen no longer required assistance to move. Clad in a scholar’s robe, she walked comfortably behind the Old Ancestor and her family.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The pulsing grew louder. The secret of how the Immortal Zhao Clan survived two near-extinctions over a hundred and sixty thousand years was right in front of them, and it felt like a great horror. Yet, everyone was smiling. When they were together in the past, they feared nothing. Why should today be any different?
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