Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 1364: Farewell, Daoist Friend

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1358: Farewell, Daoist Friend

Ancestor Lan slowly stood up.

In Jianning’s eyes, he gradually drifted further and further away, leaving only his Master’s voice echoing in his ears.

“I have witnessed the prosperity and decline of the world.”

“A lifetime of comprehending the Dao, a lifetime of journeying.

I have seen all the beautiful scenery of the world. The mortal realm is not good; it is filled with deception, trickery, love, hatred, and slaughter.”

“My Master said the world is up to me, but in the end, it was my Master who lied to me.”

“I see that the mortal realm is not perfect, but I am not the only person in the world. It turns out…”

“The clichéd words I once spoke were the right ones all along.”

Li Jianning suddenly realized with a jolt that his Master had already disappeared from his sight.

He lowered his head, sensing everything inside his body. A single character—[Dao]—resided within his soul, as heavy as a mountain.

…

The Imperial Capital, the Heavenly Palace.

Inside the Human Emperor’s bedchamber, the Human Emperor, as aged and withered as dead wood, abruptly opened his cloudy eyes.

Mystical black silk threads suddenly materialized within the chamber.

One of them emitted a soft ‘humming’ sound, trembling as if letting out a final, agonizing cry, before snapping right before the Human Emperor’s eyes.

This was the karmic thread of the Dao Ancestor.

A trace of unbearable sorrow flashed through the Human Emperor’s eyes. He then closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

“Farewell, Daoist Friend.”

…

The Northern Frontier.

Min Youguo and Lin Jiu, both clad in thin robes, were playing chess from a distance amidst the wind and snow.

Min Youguo was just about to place a piece when his hand suddenly tightened. Veins bulged on his hand as his two fingers clamped down on the chess piece in a death grip.

With a ‘clack’, Lin Jiu’s chess piece in the distance had already landed on the chessboard.

This Imperial Preceptor, who commanded tens of thousands of troops in the Northern Frontier, furrowed his brows deeply.

Then, the two men abruptly raised their heads, meeting each other’s gazes across the distance, and both shook their heads.

Lin Jiu’s voice was deep.

“All things in the world shed the old to reveal the new. With Ancestor Lan’s departure, a great era emerges. The great tribulation is coming.”

“A good Daoist Friend is leaving.”

Min Youguo said expressionlessly, “Our game of chess must still go on.”

…

The Eastern Frontier.

The vast and mighty army of Duskwild Prefecture marched.

There were giant trees thousands of meters tall blotting out the sky and sun. The ancient living beings of this mysterious land emerged in full force, brandishing their fangs and claws beneath a sea of clouds that resembled a wandering dragon.

Atop the Eastern Frontier’s city walls, the fully armored Dongfang Liancheng looked dejectedly at Fourth Prince Yu, who led the army while riding atop a ferocious beast.

“Let them pass!”

The soldiers of the Eastern Frontier, already terrified by the Duskwild Prefecture army and completely devoid of fighting spirit, hesitated for a moment before finally dropping their defenses.

They watched as living beings that seemed to hail from ancient times passed right by them.

Fourth Prince Yu, gripping his riding whip, stepped onto the land he had not dared to set foot on for tens of thousands of years with extraordinary majesty.

He raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief.

Someone within the vast army shouted loudly.

“Emperor Yu is equal to the heavens!”

“The Azure Dusk Dynasty shall be immortal and everlasting!”

…

On this day.

Within the Wu Tribe of the Endless Forest, the remaining nine great totems and their elders gathered together.

Inside the vast starry sky manifested by the totems, they danced around the totems as if dancing around a bonfire.

In the sea domains, massive sea demons churned the rivers and overturned the seas.

Among the Demon Race, mad dragons roared furiously.

Within the Auric Empire and the Cultivation Alliance Nations, the majestic auras of powerful experts surged as they cheered in the cloudy sky.

Within the Blood Moon, shadows danced gracefully. A figure’s eyes burst with brilliant light.

“The Human Race will have no Dao Ancestor, and the Human Emperor is in decline!

The Immortal Court’s schemes of countless eons have come to fruition; this is the omen of the Immortal Court’s great resurgence!”

……..

Inside Azure Cloud Prefecture.

In the City of Merit, the clansmen at the Void Refinement realm all felt a sudden tightness in their hearts.

They didn’t know why, but they felt a premonition that a major event was about to unfold in the world.

Li Wei, who was in secluded cultivation, abruptly opened his eyes.

He didn’t know where this feeling came from either, but he had heard that there were a few people in the world capable of altering the grand scheme of things, and their actions were inextricably linked to all living beings.

As he pondered, he saw that Ancestor Lan had already arrived at his preaching ground in Westfall Prefecture, currently looking around at the numerous cultivators of the Southern Frontier cultivating within it.

Ancestor Lan walked over to Xuanyuan Liqun. With just a single glance, he shook his head.

“Daoist Friend, you have an immortal residing within your body; your path in this life will be hard to tread.”

“By choosing to coexist with an immortal, I never expected the path to be easy.”

Xuanyuan Liqun grinned at Ancestor Lan. “As long as we reclaim our lost lands, nothing else matters.”

Ancestor Lan smiled faintly, then turned to look at Zhangsun Feng. Seeing Zhangsun Feng’s evasive gaze, Ancestor Lan let out a sigh. “Daoist Friend, are you planning to leave?”

“Reporting to Senior, the descendants of the Zhangsun Clan number in the millions. This is not a decision this junior alone can make…”

Before Zhangsun Feng could finish her sentence, Ancestor Lan smiled and said,

“There are too many attachments in the affairs of the world, and no one is obligated to risk their life for anyone else. I understand.”

“Hmph!” Xuanyuan Liqun didn’t bother with any notions of lingering affection now, letting out a cold snort.

“Since you’re going to leave, yet you shamelessly freeload off the cultivation in Ancestor Lan’s Dao Field, where do you get the nerve?”

“I…” Zhangsun Feng tried to retort but couldn’t utter a single word.

This was no trivial matter; the Zhangsun Clan had abandoned their ancestral lands long ago.

This was essentially their third time fleeing, so what attachments did they have to the Southern Frontier?

Ancestor Lan spoke with everyone one by one, exchanging only a few brief words.

This demeanor made the observing Li Wei’s heart skip a beat.

After finishing his conversations with the cultivators in the Dao Field, Ancestor Lan vanished from the spot.

In the days that followed, he traveled to every corner of the Southern Frontier and left specific instructions at the Eternal Immortal Sect.