Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 821: Zhao Clan’s Greatest Secret
Previously on Family Management Game In Immortal Continent...
"You motherfuckers."
Within the confines of the Void Refining Space, Li Wei stood once more before the spirit of the late Zhao Tingyu. This time, however, he was not alone; Zhao Buqun stood alongside him.
Li Wei’s countenance was dark, clouded by a brewing storm of fury.
The crimson veins, visible only to his eyes and those of Li Yaowen, throbbed violently against his temples. The full truth had finally been laid bare before him.
When they first launched their assault on the Zhao Clan’s territory, they suspected the clan harbored a dark secret. There was no other explanation for how such mediocre trash had managed to persist for a staggering one hundred and sixty thousand years.
They had initially speculated that the Zhao Clan was employing some forbidden technique to revive their Old Ancestor.
However, the reality was far more gruesome than they had imagined. Throughout those sixteen millennia, the primary victim of the Immortal Zhao Clan wasn't the countless souls whose Destiny they had stolen, but their very own Old Ancestor.
The formation orchestrated by Zhao Buqun did more than just siphon Destiny from others; it served as a mechanism to ruthlessly suppress the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor.
Fairy Bai had been utilizing her spiritual power to sustain the integrity of this formation.
Meanwhile, Zhao Jingmiao used spiritual plants gathered from across the entire Immortal Domain to manipulate the memories of their own kin, ensuring that individuals like Zhao Qingguang remained ignorant of the horrific truth.
Then there was Zhao Feimeng, a hidden figure who had stayed in the shadows, using her mastery of illusions to keep the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor under control, exploiting his existence for their selfish gains.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!" The heavy rhythm of a heartbeat echoed once again.
It was the desperate plea of the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor, a cry for salvation.
"I told you, your end has come!"
Zhao Tingyu manifested once more, clad in simple attire, casting a mocking glare at the Li Clan Old Ancestor.
"What a joke the Li Clan Old Ancestor is... you are nothing more than a speck compared to the Old Ancestor of my family!!!"
"Sigh." Zhao Buqun let out a breath filled with mocking pity.
"You people of the Azure Cloud Li Clan... you went to such great lengths to isolate and execute my clansmen, using your military tactics to butcher my people.
But your efforts were all in vain.
The Old Ancestor of my Zhao Clan is a divine entity. This was a secret that even the Human Emperor remained unaware of when he attempted to wipe out our clan in the past.
Now... we are left with no choice but to purge every living soul in the Azure Cloud Prefecture."
"I'll kill your mother!!!"
The furnace of rage in Li Wei's chest finally boiled over. "One Thought!"
In this instance, Zhao Tingyu lacked any protective artifacts to shield his form.
In the blink of an eye, Li Wei vanished and reappeared, his spear already buried deep within Zhao Tingyu’s chest!
Yet, the expected panic did not show on Zhao Tingyu’s face.
Instead, he clamped his hands around Li Wei’s North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear with a death grip.
Even as his physical body and soul were being torn apart by the power of the Tianshu Spirit-Suppressing Spear, a pale-faced Zhao Tingyu continued to sneer at Li Wei.
"A formidable technique, indeed. But what does my death accomplish?
The Immortal Zhao Clan has never before commanded such a vast amount of Destiny from the heavens and earth.
My kin can return ten times, even a hundred times!"
As he finished speaking, Zhao Tingyu—completely indifferent to his own demise—threw his arms around Li Wei in a tight embrace.
By then, Zhao Buqun had already finished channeling his technique.
"BOOM!"
A thunderous blast erupted, and the physical form of the Li Clan Old Ancestor was utterly vaporized within the deadly killing formation.
...
"Reform the ranks! Stay focused! If they can be slain once, they can be slain again!"
"Activate the array!"
Across the chaotic battlefield, Li Tianyue, Li Xinghuo, and Li Xinnian maintained stern expressions as they directed the Azure Cloud Prefecture’s forces.
The soldiers of the Azure Cloud Prefecture were visibly shaken, their bodies trembling with apprehension.
Even Li Yunlin and the other elites who had plunged into the thick of the fray were pale, forced to fight through their fear with clenched teeth.
Having dealt with the Li Clan Old Ancestor, Zhao Buqun ascended into the sky, surveying the carnage of the Immortal Domain below.
Upon the surface of the Old Ancestor’s massive heart, fresh fissures ripped open, and clansmen began to crawl out from the depths.
Zhao Tingyu once again materialized at his side.
Clad in new robes, Zhao Tingyu stretched his limbs, his face twisted in a derisive grin.
"That Li Clan Old Ancestor is a nuisance with his mastery of Time Laws.
But he cannot hope to match our Old Ancestor.
The gift our Old Ancestor grants us... is eternal rebirth."
"This is the ultimate secret of the Zhao Clan."
Zhao Buqun’s eyes scanned the battlefield, spotting Li Dalong as he charged toward the Heart, brandishing the Heaven-Piercing Coffin.
A frown creased his brow.
"We cannot allow a single survivor.
Eliminate them swiftly.
Afterward, we shall march on the Azure Cloud Prefecture, seize their Destiny, and then vanish for a millennium to prepare for our eventual rise."
"Understood..."
Zhao Tingyu had barely finished his casual reply when the expressions of both men shifted to sudden alarm.
They watched as the spirit tablets of the Li clan rose into the air.
Under the watchful eyes of Zhao Buqun and Zhao Tingyu, a dark mist began to swirl and solidify.
Zhao Buqun’s eyes narrowed to slits.
He recognized that aura—it was the exact same presence as the Li Clan Old Ancestor he had just destroyed.
"You possess the power of resurrection as well?!!"
The Yin-Yang Diagram, the North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear, the Pagoda, and the Saber all manifested once more.
Li Wei looked at the two Zhao leaders before turning his gaze to the bloody battlefield, his teeth gnashing in rage.
"I am going to slaughter every last one of you unfilial bastards!!!"
"Hmph! Let us see how many lives you truly have..."
Zhao Buqun gave a cold snort, but his confidence was instantly replaced by sheer terror.
The same shock rippled through every member of the Zhao Clan.
"BOOM!"
A relentless series of explosions began to shake the earth.
On the ground, the towering structures of the Zhao Clan were being systematically demolished!
Suddenly, an overwhelming wave of demonic Qi surged forward, crashing in from the horizon.
A single, massive saber strike tore through a line of Zhao Clan towers.
Seven massive figures, resembling iron towers in their devilish forms, tore through the ranks of the enemy, their only objective being the destruction of the clan's towers.
"Devils... The Devils are here!!!"
Zhao Buqun’s face turned ashen.
The memory of his family’s first annihilation flashed through his mind.
At that moment.
Hovering in the air above the massive, pulsating heart was a man of striking features, his eyes glowing with a pure, white light.
"Suppress!"
With a simple wave of his hand...
"Thump! Thump!"
The rhythmic beating of the colossal heart came to a sudden, dead stop.
"The Human Emperor... those are the Eyes of the Human Emperor!" Zhao Tingyu’s entire body shook with terror.
During their clan's second near-extinction, they hadn't even been able to put up a fight. If the Human Emperor hadn't dismissed them as insignificant insects, even their Old Ancestor's heart would have been pulverized!
In that brief moment of shock, the Li Clan Old Ancestor’s spear struck true, piercing Zhao Tingyu’s heart once more.
"You survived two purges before, but I will ensure you are wiped from existence this time!" Li Wei bellowed.
His fury was absolute.
As an Old Ancestor himself, he felt the tragedy of the Zhao Clan’s progenitor more deeply than anyone.
"If the Heavens refuse to strike you beasts down, then I shall do it myself!"