Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 834 - 829: Our Lives Have Meaning

Within this crimson domain, the Old Tree thrashed with wild intensity—his foliage had miraculously returned!

After the passage of countless years, the Li family had once again activated the "Ancestral Spirit Formation," using his form as a conduit to channel the collective strength of the Azure Cloud Region’s inhabitants.

One after another, the members of the Li family felt their Spiritual power surge, and they slowly opened their eyes.

The Old Tree’s branches hoisted Li Wei into the air, moving him through the dark sky until he stood looking down upon the massive, pulsing Heart.

Inside the blood-red Immortal Domain, the Qi Luck of Heaven and Earth, which had been plundered from the Duravia Trade Prefecture, was finally being restored to the world of mortals.

Above them, the thunder tribulation that had signaled a breakthrough into the Mahayana realm began to fade, until eventually, the heavens fell silent.

Observing the terrified rolling of the countless eyes embedded in the Heart below, Li Wei found himself feeling a flicker of pity for this Zhao Clan Ancestor.

From the very start, he had never felt any true dread regarding this Immortal Zhao Clan that feasted upon the Qi Luck of Heaven and Earth.

The reason was simple: long ago, the Li family had been honored by the Imperial Capital.

The world assumed the Human Emperor was too aged to maintain control, but despite his years, the Emperor was not blind.

"Did you truly believe your pleas for salvation would earn any pity from us?"

"Your existence has never been a complete secret." Li Wei sensed his body being replenished by Spiritual power once more.

He had last utilized the Ancestral Spirit Formation Diagram during his battle with Tian Xing; now, however, his capacity for mana was vastly superior.

The Yin-Yang Blood had elevated his physical endurance for mana to a completely different plane.

His kin began to open their eyes, one by one.

Li Wei let out a cold sneer.

"The six clan elders of the Zhao family have returned to the mortal world—how could an Integration Realm cultivator like you possibly remain hidden?

The Zhao family's desperate theft of the Heaven and Earth’s Qi Luck was clearly done for your sake.

In truth, the Human Emperor granted us the right to govern Qi Luck a long time ago."

"For over a century, you have been consuming Qi Luck.

Since you are an Integration Realm cultivator, we were unable to extract that Qi Luck from your physical form directly.

While Zhao Buqun’s formation acted as your prison, it also locked that Qi Luck inside you."

"Returning from the grave—what a terrifying power.

Even though your descendants' souls had already vanished, they were able to walk this earth again.

All of this was possible only because of the existence of Qi Luck."

Li Wei’s eyes narrowed into slits.

"You were waiting—waiting until all the Qi Luck was spent to turn your descendants into true flesh and blood.

We were also waiting—waiting for the moment to shatter Zhao Buqun’s formation, and... waiting for you to manifest every one of your descendants.

Now, the time has come for that Qi Luck to return to the world.

Your heart can no longer harvest Qi Luck, and you have lost the ability to consume the flesh and blood of your kin.

And yet, you still dream of reaching the Mahayana realm?"

"No! No! No!!!"

The Heart began to crack and crumble.

The Zhao Clan Ancestor let out a furious howl as the eyes upon its surface began to pop one by one.

From the center of the Heart, an elder emerged, looking as withered and skeletal as a piece of dry wood.

He stared with murderous intensity at the Li family members perched upon the massive tree.

The vast web of blood vessels connected to his heart began to wither away.

Exactly as Li Wei had foreseen, he was no longer able to feast upon his own descendants.

"You have destroyed me."

Suddenly, a malevolent wind swept through the entire Immortal Domain.

The Zhao Clan Ancestor knelt weakly in the slurry of gore left behind by the ruined heart.

With shaking hands, he snatched pieces of flesh from the heart and shoved them into his mouth, gulping them down in a desperate frenzy.

It was futile! Completely futile!

That flesh was now devoid of the Qi Luck of Heaven and Earth.

The bloodline bond had been severed; it was now nothing more than ordinary meat.

Meanwhile, before his very eyes, that Old Tree, the Coffin, and the Li clan members were still feasting on the banquet he had spent so much effort preparing.

"You have ruined me!!!

For one hundred and sixty thousand years... For one hundred and sixty thousand years, I endured that hideous form!

For one hundred and sixty thousand years, I was confined in this cell!

For one hundred and sixty thousand years, I brought those worthless fools back to life over and over again!

You..."

The Integration Realm Spiritual power radiating from the Zhao Clan Ancestor exploded in a frenzy, blowing flesh and blood into the air.

He screamed at the Li family, "You have ruined me! But you forget—I am still at the Integration Realm! Killing you would be as easy as stepping on ants!!!"

When the fury of an Integration cultivator is unleashed, the heavens and earth shake!

Even the Li family members, who were distributing the weight of the Spiritual power among themselves, felt their expressions shift as they called upon their own power to resist the crushing aura of an Integration Realm master.

The dark mist around Li Wei rippled under the immense pressure.

He shook his head slowly.

"You have wasted so much effort trying to revive your kin that I can sense you are merely a hollow shell.

Whether we are truly ants, you will discover soon enough.

But before that, there is someone who wishes to settle a debt with you far more than we do."

"What???"

The Zhao Clan Ancestor looked around in bewilderment.

The Immortal Domain was a landscape of carnage.

Step... step...

Out of the mire of blood, hunched shapes resembling vengeful spirits began to surround the Zhao Clan Ancestor.

Their eyes were stained red, and their hatred reached the heavens!

These figures grew more defined by the second.

Approaching from every side in a massive, dense crowd—it was the Zhao clansmen!!!

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

The chants echoed throughout the Immortal Domain, followed by a suicidal charge!

The Zhao Clan Ancestor shook violently.

"I am your Old Ancestor! You are nothing but blood sacrifices—how do you dare?!!"

...

"Why do you not fight back?"

Why...

Why?!!

Li Yaowen’s voice resonated in their thoughts.

"Kill him!"

The six elders of the Zhao Clan rose into the air, their forms drenched in fresh blood.

Zhao Feimeng stared blankly at the earth, watching her kin charge repeatedly to slay their own "Old Ancestor."

Even she didn't fully comprehend why—knowing she was dead and her people were dead—she had still worked to seal the Old Ancestor.

She couldn't explain why she had been so obsessed with strengthening her clansmen, wanting them to prosper and stay by her side for eternity.

"We are already deceased, and we are no longer who we once were. What is the point of our existence?"

Zhao Feimeng looked toward the other five elders with a hollow gaze.

All six were consumed by confusion.

However, as they watched their clansmen below charging the Old Ancestor without fear of death, they suddenly began to smile.

One hundred and sixty thousand years—an unimaginable span of time.

Guided only by instinct, they had continued to build the clan.

Driven by the most basic impulses in their blood, they had fought for the family’s survival in every way possible.

"Our lives possess meaning.

That meaning is found in the fact that we are still fighting for our clan.

One hundred and sixty thousand years ago, we disagreed on whether to seal the Old Ancestor.

So, this time..."

Zhao Feimeng reached out and pulled Zhao Qingguang, who was still weeping on the ground, up into the sky.

The six Zhao clan elders looked at this youth—the only one whose soul remained whole—and let out a collective sigh.

"A bloodline remains. We still have one bloodline left."

Fairy Bai gently stroked Zhao Qingguang’s head.

She seemed to finally understand why she had instinctively insisted on making Zhao Qingguang the Clan Head.

Even Zhao Jingmiao frowned; usually, his nature was to kill anyone who defied him, even his own family.

Yet, when Zhao Qingguang had tried to protect the children of the Xianhe lineage, he had still allowed the boy to live.

The signs had been there all along.

It was because only Zhao Qingguang was a complete member of the Zhao clan; despite dying repeatedly, his soul had never broken.

"Ancestors, Qingguang has failed you. I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Zhao Qingguang kowtowed over and over, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Sigh." Zhao Buqun helped the boy to his feet.

Then, the six of them shook their heads and looked into the distance.

There stood the massive ancient tree.

Its limbs supported the members of the Li clan.

The Li clansmen seemed to feel their attention and looked back at them.

In that moment, a wave of envy washed over the six Zhao elders.

They had forgotten their lives from one hundred and sixty thousand years ago, but when the Great Demons first arrived, they must have been just like these Li clansmen—standing together against a common foe.

Perhaps they, too, had once been united in heart and mind, racing toward a bright future.

"This humble one shamelessly begs the Li family to help my Zhao clan just this once.

I implore you to spare Qingguang’s life."

"The bloodline of my Zhao clan should not be extinguished."

Realizing what was happening, tears poured down Zhao Qingguang’s face.

"Ancestors! Ancestors!!!"

The Li family members watched with furrowed brows.

The six Zhao elders could no longer wait for a response.

Using their Spiritual power, they cast Zhao Qingguang out of the Immortal Domain.

Seeing that the Li family did not strike him down, they all felt a sense of relief.

Then, the six of them shared a look and broke into loud laughter.

Together with their clansmen who were marching toward their end, they charged at the Zhao Clan Ancestor!

"Our lives have meaning!"

"We are still alive! We fight the enemy together, and together we advance for the future of our family!"

"And together, we shall fall!"

Kill!

The six Zhao elders charged forward alongside their people.

The Li family watched in silence, but in that moment, even they felt a stirring in their souls.

These Zhao clansmen had lived for one hundred and sixty thousand years inside the Heart's illusions.

They were new souls, beings who theoretically had no place in this world.

Yet, in this final moment.

They were whole.

They were the true members of the Immortal Zhao Clan!