Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 815: Let Me Kill You

Upon obtaining the blunt and decisive pledge from Grand Elder Puci.

Li Wei glided through the air to face Zhao Tingyu.

Holding a Dharma Treasure weapon in each hand while the pagoda hovered above his crown, he realized his current strength was truly monstrous!

That "Time Stop" ability of "One Thought"—which persisted for less than a millisecond—was undeniably a God-tier Skill for any cultivator at his level!

Furthermore, this God-tier Skill would only gain potency as his cultivation base expanded.

For instance, when facing a "weakling" in the Void Refining realm like Yaozu, or even foes several times more powerful, Li Wei felt certain that a single spear strike would be enough to end them.

Observing Li Wei’s approach, Zhao Tingyu, who was trapped within the formation, spoke with equal bluntness.

"Kill me."

The man’s gaze was fixed with absolute determination and a total lack of fear in the face of his impending doom.

Li Wei’s brow furrowed; Zhao Wan had displayed that exact same expression earlier when she entered Yaozu's Void Refining Space.

New reports from his descendants flashed across the interface once more.

[The Zhao Clan members have successfully utilized the Zhao Clan Pagodas to swiftly harvest the Destinies of others throughout the Immortal Domain.]

"It seems your people do not fear death."

Li Wei inquired in a low voice.

However, Zhao Tingyu only responded with a mocking grin.

"I never suspected the Azure Cloud Li Clan would produce an individual like you.

It is a shame, though.

To suppress me, you have exhausted your Time Laws; you won't be able to invoke them again for at least three to five years.

"If you believe that defeating me equates to the downfall of my Zhao Clan, you are terribly mistaken.

"Even after being nearly wiped out by the Demonic People, my clan has endured for one hundred and sixty thousand years.

How could a clan like yours ever comprehend the depth of our foundation?"

His eyes seemed to pierce through the Void Refining Space, as if the entire Immortal Domain was mirrored in his pupils.

Watching the Destiny of countless souls ascending into the heavens, his voice grew loud and resonant.

"The era might push us back, but it can never destroy my Zhao Clan.

You people will simply become the nourishment for my Zhao Clan's rise."

His confidence was absolute.

The myriad of wounds covering his body could not diminish the arrogance he carried as a Zhao Clan Elder.

Li Wei replied with composure, "Then I shall hope your kin are as prideful as you are."

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Tingyu suddenly erupted into laughter. "You think you can use my life as leverage against my clansmen? Hahaha, how absurd! Hahaha!"

...

A massive conflict broke out within the Immortal Domain.

Upon Li Wei's arrival, he witnessed millions of clansmen charging into the fray.

He could sense that high in the sky, Fairy Bai, Zhao Jingmiao, Zhuo Linlin, and the Martial Emperor—the four of them—were already locked in a lethal struggle within a Void Refining Space.

Zhao Buqun rose into the air, commanding the tall towers that had been erected all over the Immortal Domain.

Those structures weren't just living quarters; they functioned as nodes for the Grand Formation!

This titanic clash turned the obsidian night into bright day.

The collision of spiritual power caused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to fluctuate violently.

It was impossible to track the movements of either side as the conflict's scale continued to spiral outward.

Cultivators pursued one another through the clouds, and the thunder of explosions resonated across the entirety of Duravia Trade Prefecture.

Dharma Idols, standing between a hundred and a thousand meters tall, were visible everywhere as they crushed the landscape.

Squadrons of cultivators flew on their swords to meet the enemy head-on.

In a heartbeat, a thousand-meter titan that appeared invincible might be brought crashing down to the earth.

The sky was thick with Dharma Treasures, Spirit Tools, Talismans, and Puppets.

In such a desperate struggle for survival, the cultivators held nothing back.

Most had unique trump cards hidden away.

In this clash of a million cultivators, the number of allies on the field could multiply several times—or even tenfold—in an instant through techniques like "Spirit Control" or "Ghost Control."

One moment, the earth would split and mountains would crumble; the next, massive floods would rise to touch the sky.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, a thousand-meter-tall ancient tree manifested on the battlefield!

It was the Old Tree of the Li family.

The Old Tree's massive trunk was now bare, having shed its crimson leaves.

Its jagged roots and branches had impaled a swarm of powerful summoned avian beasts.

Li Changsheng was perched upon the trunk.

A humanoid face materialized on the bark before him, barking aggressively at Li Changsheng:

"Brat, pay attention! I might not be a specialist in duels, but when it's time for a massive brawl, you aren't even in my league!"

"..." Li Changsheng simply rolled his eyes.

He figured the Old Tree was still sulking about his previous duel with Zhao Qingxia.

"Tree Spirits, Stone Spirits, assemble!"

As the Old Tree bellowed, the ground began to shake and groan.

One by one, Stone Spirits emerged from the soil and threw themselves into the fight.

From every direction, the trees that had survived the initial chaos began to walk like men, joining the slaughter.

A Divinity Transformation giant beast, summoned by a Zhao Clan member’s spell, lunged toward the Old Tree.

Li Changsheng suddenly snapped his white eyes open; the beast leaping at the Old Tree was instantly hit by a crushing gravitational force, howling as it was slammed into the dirt.

"Well done, lad, hahaha!" The Old Tree laughed boisterously.

He was about to roar across the battlefield again, venting the primal urges triggered by the scent of blood, but his expression suddenly froze.

He saw a colossal sheet of Mystical Yellow Talisman Paper drifting into the sky.

In front of it were three lotus platforms, where the Three Thieves sat, appearing as enigmatic and strange as ever in the middle of the carnage.

"I have witnessed."

"I observe."

"The Zhao Clan's destiny has run dry. If you wish to enter reincarnation, you ought to—"

"Slit your own throats and return to the Heavens!!!"

"..."

The Old Tree's movements came to a halt.

The face in front of Li Changsheng went rigid and blank, followed immediately by a thunderous roar of pure fury.

"Ah! You bastards! You absolute bastards!!!"

The former Thirteen Profound Seals had evolved into the Fifteen Profound Seals.

From the surface of the divine talisman, fifteen high-level experts emerged.

These figures glowed with golden light; though they were semi-transparent spirit bodies, they possessed the raw power of physical warriors.

Each had their own special abilities, and in the chaos of the fight, not a single enemy could get within half an inch of the three lotus platforms.

The Old Tree's scream actually startled Li Tianming, who was seated on his lotus platform.

He looked out over the field, watching the spikes constantly lashing out from the Old Tree and the roots flailing as the tree radiated blood energy, dancing in a manic frenzy.

Hunching his shoulders, he whispered, "Big Brother, Tianqi... what's gotten into the Old Tree? He looks like he's lost his mind."

"Oh, it's probably because we stole his lines. Plus, we sounded more sophisticated than him, so he's throwing a tantrum," Li Tianqi answered nonchalantly.

"Eh? That's not good, is it?"

Li Tianming tugged at his earlobe, feeling a bit nervous.

The Old Tree was notorious for his short temper back home. If he decided to settle the score later...

Seeing Li Tianming shaking, Li Tianyi rolled his eyes.

"What's there to fear? At worst, we just won't go home for the next hundred years. Once he's finished beating up my old man, he'll cool off."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Li Tianyi's face changed.

He saw Li Tianming—who had been shivering just a second ago—suddenly reveal a savage grin.

His eyes turned a deep, bloody crimson as he stood up on the lotus platform.

In a flash, he bolted toward a powerful Divinity Transformation cultivator from the Zhao Clan who was hovering nearby, looking like a graceful Banished Immortal.

"That guy... he's come out!" Li Tianqi's lip twitched.

He locked eyes with a shocked Li Tianyi, both seeing the panic in each other's expressions.

"Damn it, go grab him and drag him back, fast! Holy hell!"

A dark, crazed laugh echoed from the distance.

"I'm begging you, don't run! Just let me kill you! Let me kill you! Jie jie jie jie jie!"