Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 1385: You, Too, Are Human

Black mist surged around the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s body, and the spatial rifts scattered throughout the Dao Field emitted a tearing sound.

At this moment, the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s eyes were sharp and piercing, actually causing the crowd to not dare look him straight in the eye.

His sonorous, hoarse voice was incredibly deep within the Dao Field, and as the shadows enveloped them, it caused the crowd’s expressions to drastically change.

“Ancestor Lan fought until the Mahayana experts and Great Emperors didn’t dare to show their heads.”

The black mist vanished; the Tai Chi diagram vanished.

The crowd within the Dao Field felt as if time itself had flashed with a momentary pause, and the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor before their eyes was nowhere to be found!

“Not good, everyone be careful!”

Black clouds pressed down. Bizarrely, the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s aura emanated from all directions within the Dao Field, causing cold sweat to pour down his face.

He felt that the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s figure could appear from any single spatial rift, and this murderous intent had already locked onto him!

At this moment, everyone felt the world spinning.

They unleashed their divine senses within the Dao Field, remaining extremely vigilant amidst the murderous intent radiating from the spatial rifts.

“No…”

Ultimately, a voice attempting to beg for mercy was abruptly cut short, followed by the cold glint of a long spear and the sound of a Dharma Treasure being torn apart.

The hearts of the crowd pounded wildly as they abruptly looked toward the direction the sound came from.

They saw that the location belonged to the dozens of people from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

The people of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion were uniformly deathly pale.

In mid-air were the pierced fragments of a Dharma Treasure array disc, with blood still spilling down.

Just a moment ago, the figure of a Divinity Transformation realm cultivator had been there, but now… the fragments and blood were the only traces that the cultivator had ever existed!

The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s voice rang out once more. The crowd, in a moment of terror that almost suffocated them, turned their heads back.

It was the exact same spot as before, still the figure of the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor upon the Tai Chi diagram.

Only this time, his long spear radiated a black light. A cultivator was impaled, hoisted upon the spear, looking back in terror and despair, attempting to beg everyone for help!

“Kill him… otherwise… he will kill us… all of us…” The Junior Commander of Destiny trembled all over, his eyes wide open.

The bamboo cylinder governing fortune and misfortune shook in his hands, and an absolute worst-luck divination slip fell uncontrollably into his hand.

Everyone raised their heads, gazing in sheer horror at the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor.

Blood seeped from the struggling Divinity Transformation cultivator’s wound, running down the spear shaft onto the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s hand, dripping down through the black mist.

The spatial rifts exuded boundless murderous intent and oppressive might, nearly filling the entirety of the Dao Field.

Li Wei lowered his head. Looking at these terrified cultivators, he curled his lips and let out a cold, sinister sneer.

“Today, I will imitate Ancestor Lan. Either you kill me, or I will slaughter every single one of your cultivators below the Mahayana realm.”

“Until you realize that you, too, are human!!!”

…….

In an instant, murderous intent surged to the heavens as the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor vanished once again.

Everyone within the Dao Field continued to release their divine senses, attempting to spy on the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s location.

At this moment, they finally realized that the spatial rifts constantly before them were far more terrifying than they had anticipated, and the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s strength also far exceeded their expectations!

“Bang!”

Another explosion echoed. Turning to look, all that remained was a pierced array formation!

The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor not only possessed Spiritual power dozens of times greater than that of the Dao-Glimpsing realm, and not only possessed the two top-tier rules of space and time, but he also wielded a Spirit Treasure—Uncle Rain’s Spirit Treasure.

The scene here was even more tragic.

A Nascent Soul realm cultivator, who had been bolstering the array formation in an attempt to block the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor, had his physical body writhe grotesquely right before the eyes of the crowd.

Anyone could see his bloodshot eyes and the bulging blue veins on his writhing body, as well as his bleeding eyes that seemed ready to pop out of their sockets.

And then.

“Bang!”

A shower of blood filled the air, accompanied by the Nascent Soul cultivator’s fleeing Nascent Soul.

That Nascent Soul fled desperately, shrieking mournfully, yet it was sucked right into a spatial rift—dying and vanishing entirely from the Great Dao!

“Array formations, block him! Commander Ah Hei, Daoist Gaoyang, join me in dealing with him!”

“Everyone from the Department of Immortal Suppression, deploy your Dharma Treasures! Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, divine his location!”

“Quickly!!!”

Cold sweat poured down the Junior Commander of Destiny’s face.

The numerous cultivators around the spatial rifts were thrown into absolute chaos in an instant.

Standing back-to-back, they stared deadlocked at those abyssal spatial rifts, as if a primordial beast could burst out from them at any second.

He tightly gripped the absolute worst-luck divination slip in his hand. His bamboo cylinder shook continuously as the rules of fortune and misfortune were released madly.

His Dao-Integration realm divinations should have been more than enough to let him know his opponent’s next move, or even cast misfortune upon others.

Yet, he couldn’t even find a single trace of the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor; the venomous snake remained hidden within the rifts.

“Commander Ah Hei?!!”

The Junior Commander of Destiny glared in terrified fury. What was worse, the Emberwing Guards had not obeyed his orders.

The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor was absolutely right; they feared far too many things, and once fear took hold, it would arrive in endless waves.

Under Ah Hei’s command, the Emberwing Guards deployed a Spirit Treasure to protect themselves, fleeing to the very edge of the Dao Field!

…

Three days later.

Atop a mountain peak in Azure Cloud Prefecture, the cultivators of Azure Cloud had inexplicably gathered in the City of Merit.

The Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord, Zu Ren, and the Four Killing Generals arrived with the cool breeze, staring blankly down at the City of Merit for a long time.

Zu Ren tightly gripped a scroll in His hand, squeezing it intensely.

This was intelligence transmitted from the Imperial Capital.

The Wind Immortal’s voice was soft, deeply afraid of disturbing something. “Star Lord, are we… are we still going to kill the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor?”

The veins on the Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord’s forehead throbbed.

He hesitated to speak, ultimately slamming the scroll onto the ground with a sudden burst of force.

Turning around, He departed with the cool breeze. The Four Killing Generals exchanged glances and hurriedly followed close behind the Hundred-Slaughter Star Lord.

On the ground, that scroll slowly unrolled.

[The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor moved through the Imperial Capital as if strolling through an uninhabited land; no Mahayana expert emerged.]

[…]

[The Heavenly Palace was dyed entirely in blood for three days; immortals and mortals alike were nothing but mere lackeys.]