Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 824 - 819: You Cannot Win
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"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The vivid illusions vanished instantly, yet the rhythmic thudding of a heartbeat endured.
With complicated emotions swirling in their hearts, the Li family members ventured further into the cavern's depths.
They had just witnessed the entire life of an Integration Realm cultivator—a chronicle of an Old Ancestor's lifelong toil as he elevated his clan, step by painful step, to the prestigious rank of an Integration Realm family.
What appeared before them was a gargantuan heart!
This organ was pulsing with violent intensity.
Kneeling before this massive heart was Zhao Qingguang, the Zhao Clan Head.
His frame was bent low, palms pressed firmly against the stone floor, his eyes stretched wide in shock.
It appeared as though he had been struck by a revelation that shattered his soul, leaving him to repent with a hollow, vacant expression.
"I was mistaken, Old Ancestor... this child was wrong... I have brought you harm..."
"Zhao Buqun! Zhao Bailing! Zhao Jingmiao!"
Upon seeing the heart, Zhao Tingyu abandoned all pretense of respect for his forebear.
He screamed in a frenzy, "Return! They have discovered the Old Ancestor! Get back here immediately!!!"
Zhao Qingguang remained lost in his penance, completely deaf to the shouting.
Suddenly, the very fabric of space within the cave began to crack like a spiderweb, and dark silhouettes started to materialize.
Three Zhao Clan Elders emerged with eerie calmness before the giant heart, their gazes fixed coldly upon the Li family.
"What... what on earth is that thing?!!"
Supreme Elder Puci, the Martial Emperor, and Zhuo Linlin arrived at the Li family's side, staring at the pulsating heart in sheer terror.
It was glaringly obvious that the three of them were outmatched by the trio of Zhao Clan Elders.
After more than a century, the Martial Emperor—that small old man—had once again suffered a heavy beating.
Zhuo Linlin wore a grim expression, while Supreme Elder Puci used his spiritual Qi to knit back together a severed limb.
"The Old Ancestor of the Zhao Clan," Li Yaowen noted with an air of indifference.
"I once perused an ancient chronicle.
During those chaotic eras, a horde of devils invaded the Zhao Clan.
Not a single member of the Zhao family was left whole.
The Old Ancestor was reportedly consumed entirely by those devils, leaving nothing behind but blood-soaked hair."
"It appears the scribe of that history only recorded what was visible on the surface."
How could the Zhao Clan's Old Ancestor be nothing more than a... heart?!!
Supreme Elder Puci’s face turned ghostly pale.
He could feel the overwhelming life force radiating from that heart.
Such a macabre existence sent chills down his spine!
"Hahaha! You are finished! You are all doomed!"
Even though he was currently sealed, Zhao Tingyu showed no signs of fear.
Despite his life being held by the Li family, a hideous grin remained etched on his face.
"This is the one place you should never have dared to enter.
My Zhao Clan’s Old Ancestor is right here!
Every one of you will perish!
You will—"
Before he could finish his sentence.
"Too loud," Li Yaozu muttered, his brow furrowing.
Amidst the crimson light filling the cave, a cold flash erupted as a sword pierced through the center of Zhao Tingyu’s forehead.
Even as Zhao Tingyu died right in front of the three Zhao Clan Elders, not a single one of them showed the slightest hint of emotion.
Fairy Bai directed a freezing gaze toward the Li family’s forces.
"We truly underestimated you.
The Azure Cloud Li Clan has been around for less than seven centuries; I never thought people like you could slay Tingyu and Ancestor Wan.
Nor did I anticipate that this Azure Cloud Prefecture was a snare 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 sneered,
"Your deductions were correct.
We secluded factions each hold our own lands, and we rarely intrude upon one another's territory.
But did you truly believe we could keep them at bay without a significant trump card?"
"You think you understand the Zhao Clan, but do you actually know why both the Devils and the Human Emperor sought to wipe us out? You have no idea."
"You consider yourselves clever and well-prepared, but you have offended the wrong people. Because we are..."
"Incabable of dying!!!"
As Zhao Jingmiao’s monstrous laughter echoed, the faces of the Martial Emperor, Zhuo Linlin, and Supreme Elder Puci paled significantly.
They watched as the colossal heart began to throb with frantic speed!
"This is..."
The group looked at their own bodies in shock, witnessing "Destiny" rising from them—the exact same Destiny that had manifested on the people of the Duravia Trade Prefecture!
"Hahaha, I have come back!"
"I shall be reborn! Reincarnated through the Old Ancestor’s Divine Embryo!"
"Foolish Li family, foolish world!"
"..."
The sound of manic laughter resembled the wails of vengeful spirits from the abyss.
Zhao Qingguang, who had been prostrate before the heart, suddenly stiffened and looked toward the Li family.
"Run... you cannot win... You cannot win!"
"Run!!!"
Hearing these shouts, even Li Wei felt his scalp tingle with dread.
Looking forward, the Zhao Clan Heart began to writhe, and from its pulsating surface, heads began to push through one by one.
Zhao Wan’er, Zhao Qingxia, Zhao Hongchang... those crowded heads laughed with a morbid insanity, looking as if they might crawl out of the heart at any second.
There was even... Zhao Tingyu, who had just been killed!