Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 819: You Cannot Win

Previously on Family Management Game In Immortal Continent...
The Li family has arrived at the heart of the Zhao Clan’s Blessed Land, where they are met by a rhythmic, violent heartbeat and a desperate psychic plea for salvation. Through a shared vision, the group witnesses the origins of the Qi-Seer Zhao Clan and their Old Ancestor, who rose to power by devouring the destiny of others after consuming a mysterious crimson heart. This ancient patriarch attempted to seize the Mandate of Heaven by deceiving the Devil, a gamble that resulted in the brutal slaughter of his heirs and the near-extinction of his lineage. Now, facing the source of this oppressive power, the Li family must confront the lingering soul of an Integration Realm cultivator who has survived for nearly two hundred thousand years.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The visions vanished in an instant, but the rhythmic thundering of a heartbeat persisted.

With complex emotions visible on their faces, the Li family members ventured further into the cavern's depths.

They had just witnessed the entire life of an Integration Realm cultivator—the arduous journey of an Old Ancestor who had elevated his kin, step by step, to the status of an Integration Realm family.

Before them sat a staggering sight: a colossal heart!

The organ was pulsing with violent intensity.

Beside the massive heart, the Zhao Clan Head, Zhao Qingguang, was on his knees.

His frame was bent low, palms pressed into the dirt, and his eyes were wide and vacant. He appeared to have been shattered by some revelation, repenting with an empty, listless expression.

"I was wrong, Old Ancestor... this child was mistaken... I have brought you harm..."

"Zhao Buqun! Zhao Bailing! Zhao Jingmiao!"

Seeing the heart, Zhao Tingyu abandoned all pretense of respect for the Old Ancestor.

He screamed in a frenzy, "Return! They have discovered the Old Ancestor! Get back here immediately!!!"

Ignoring the commotion, Zhao Qingguang continued his hollow repentance.

Suddenly, the space within the cave fractured like a shattered spiderweb, and several silhouettes began to materialize.

The three Clan Elders of the Zhao family appeared calmly in front of the giant heart, their eyes fixed coldly upon the Li family.

"What... what in the world is that thing?!!"

Supreme Elder Puci, the Martial Emperor, and Zhuo Linlin also arrived at the Li family’s side, staring at the gargantuan heart in sheer terror.

It was evident, however, that the trio was no match for the three Zhao Clan Elders.

After a century of peace, the little old man known as the Martial Emperor had been beaten once again.

Zhuo Linlin’s expression was grim, while Supreme Elder Puci’s severed arm was visible, slowly knitting back together with spiritual Qi.

"The Old Ancestor of the Zhao Clan," Li Yaowen noted with a casual air.

"I once read an ancient record. During those chaotic eras, a tide of devils slaughtered their way into the Zhao Clan. Not a single intact corpse remained of the Zhao kin. It was said the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor was consumed entirely by those devils, leaving nothing behind but blood-soaked hair."

"It appears the historian only recorded what was visible to the eye."

How could the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor be nothing more than a... heart?!!

Supreme Elder Puci’s face turned ashen.

He could feel the overwhelming life force radiating from that organ. Such a grotesque existence made his skin crawl!

"Hahaha! You are finished! All of you are finished!"

Even held in a seal, Zhao Tingyu showed no sign of fear. Though his life was in the Li family's grip, he wore a hideous, mocking grin.

"This is the one place you should have never stepped foot in. My Zhao Clan’s Old Ancestor is right here! You are all going to die! You will—"

His words were cut short.

"Noisy," Li Yaozu muttered, his brows furrowing.

Amidst the crimson light bathing the cave, a cold flash erupted. A sword had already skewered the center of Zhao Tingyu’s forehead.

Yet, even as Zhao Tingyu perished right before the three Zhao Clan Elders, not a single one of them showed a hint of emotion.

Fairy Bai directed a frozen stare toward the Li family’s forces.

"We truly underestimated you. The Azure Cloud Li Clan has only existed for less than seven centuries; I never dreamed people like you could slay Tingyu and Ancestor Wan. Nor did I suspect that this Azure Cloud Prefecture was a trap you laid. What a shame... You will never triumph over our Immortal Zhao Clan."

In contrast to Fairy Bai’s coldness, Zhao Jingmiao was far more boastful.

He smirked.

"Your guess was right. We secluded factions each have our own lands, and we do not easily intrude upon one another. But did you truly believe we could keep them at bay without powerful trump cards?"

"You think you understand the Zhao Clan, but do you actually know why the Devils and the Human Emperor were so desperate to wipe us out? You have no idea."

"You think you are clever and fully prepared, but you have provoked the wrong people. Because we are..."

"Incapable of death!!!"

As Zhao Jingmiao’s manic laughter echoed, the faces of the Martial Emperor, Zhuo Linlin, and Supreme Elder Puci shifted dramatically.

They watched as the colossal heart began to throb with frantic speed!

"This is..."

The group stared at themselves in shock as "Destiny" began to drift upward from their bodies—the exact same Destiny that had appeared on the inhabitants of the Duravia Trade Prefecture!

"Hahaha, I have come back!"

"I shall be reborn! Reborn from the Old Ancestor’s Divine Embryo!"

"Foolish Li family, foolish world!"

"..."

The maniacal laughter sounded like the shrieks of demons from the abyss.

Zhao Qingguang, who had been kneeling the entire time, suddenly stiffened and turned toward the Li family.

"Run... you cannot win... You cannot win!"

"Run!!!"

Amidst those shouts, even Li Wei felt a chill of horror. Looking forward, he saw the Zhao Clan Heart writhe. From within the muscle, heads began to push through the surface one by one.

Zhao Wan’er, Zhao Qingxia, Zhao Hongchang... those packed heads laughed with a morbid insanity, looking as if they would tear themselves out of the heart at any moment.

There was even... Zhao Tingyu, who had only just died!

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