Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 816: The Three Families, Six Sects and The Four Great Powers

"Ghost Eye Sect, trigger the array! Unseal the Gates of the Underworld!"

"What? Moon... Moon God???"

Amidst the frenzy of the battlefield, Old Ancestor Tianye resorted to the same technique he had unleashed years prior at the Wu Clan Battlefield, ordering his followers to summon the Gates of the Underworld.

Malicious spirits from the abyss surged forth, their power a hundredfold greater than in the past.

However, when a familiar silhouette emerged from the spectral portal, he yanked his eye-covering black cloth down and rubbed his eyelids in disbelief.

Uncertain of his own vision, he blinked and stared again.

Indeed, that zombie—the one who bore a striking resemblance to the Moon God usually seen trailing Brother Dalong—actually rolled her eyes at him.

Without hesitation, she led the Underworld ghosts in a fierce charge toward the enemy Spirit Controllers.

Old Ancestor Tianye turned to a sect elder with a somber look.

"Dispatch disciples to investigate. The Immortal Zhao Clan has a formidable Illusionist among them; I was just caught in their spell."

Once the disciple left to fulfill the command, Old Ancestor Tianye returned his focus to the combat.

He observed Xuanji, the newly appointed Sect Master of the Black Turtle Sect, coordinating an array with his disciples to protect the Azure Cloud allies from the barrage of techniques falling from the heavens.

Wu Yazi, the fresh Sect Master of the Litian Sect, proved to be truly exceptional.

Leading the Skyveil Sect in a lethal battle formation, he carved through the enemy; it was evident that his disciples were the most savage and fearless on the field.

The Longevity Mountain Cultivators demonstrated mastery over various elemental arts, obliterating foes from afar.

Meanwhile, the Artifact Sect provided essential assistance using their diverse weapons and Spirit Tools.

Guided by Ye Xiu, the Myriad Arts Sect disciples utilized their oppressive physical strength to tear through the enemy ranks.

Forces from Hundred Treasure Mountain, Azure Phoenix Mountain, and the Azure Cloud Pavilion joined the fray... countless powers from the Azure Cloud Region were now fully engaged in the struggle.

Imperceptibly, they had evolved into a force capable of challenging an ancient entity with foundations as deep as the Immortal Zhao Clan.

Though the Great War against the Wu Clan felt like a distant memory, the prominent sects of the Azure Cloud Region had never once rested during the intervening centuries.

While the Azure Cloud Region had become thousands of times more affluent, they had never abandoned the "ferocity" that had defined them in the eyes of outsiders long ago.

"Kill!" A thunderous shout echoed from afar.

A thin smile touched Old Ancestor Tianye’s lips as he looked toward the sound.

He watched as the four primary powers of the Azure Cloud Prefecture—the Nangong family, Red Star Fort, Great Ming King Temple, and True Yang Faction—emerged from the shadows, seizing the moment to invade the Immortal Domain.

The warrior monks of the Great Ming King Temple fought with staves, wooden fishes, and bronze bells.

The radiant glow of their Buddhist Dharma made Old Ancestor Tianye feel a twinge of disgust; however, he knew that while these monks might be called sanctimonious, they could never be called weak.

Excluding the Li family and the Hall of Heavenly Principles, this Buddhist sect remained the most potent power in the Azure Cloud Prefecture.

The operatives of Red Star Fort were masters of concealed weaponry.

Shadowy figures vanished into the gloom; having claimed the Primordial Red Leaves of the Li Family as their primary treasures, they truly earned their reputation as the most cunning force in the region.

The True Yang Faction had the fewest numbers, simply because the path of Literary Cultivation is exceptionally demanding.

Suddenly, the rhythmic sound of scholarly chanting filled the night air.

The two legendary Daoist literary works, "Four Seasons" and "Mountains and Rivers," had become essential curriculum at the True Yang Faction.

Scholars invoked the spiritual essence of the seasons to repel foes and utilized the metaphorical weight of landscapes to crush them.

In contrast, the Nangong Family boasted the largest number of Cultivators.

Before the conflict began, Nangong Xianliu had spent his family's entire fortune to recruit a massive army of mercenaries from across the Azure Cloud Prefecture.

Boom!

Old Ancestor Tianye’s expression shifted abruptly.

He noticed the arrival of forces from the Duravia Trade Prefecture Immortal City.

Yet, approaching from a different flank than the trade city, a massive fleet of Spirit Boats appeared.

They emitted the dark auras of approximately thirty thousand Demonic and Evil Cultivators!

Sweat beaded on Old Ancestor Tianye’s brow; he had initially feared these were mercenaries for the Zhao Clan.

Among the ships of these nameless outlaws, one Spirit Boat was particularly prominent.

Li Xinnian, the Patriarch of the Li Family, stood beside Nangong Qingya.

The entire Immortal Martial Lineage of the Li clan was arrayed behind them.

"Go. When this battle concludes, I want no trace of the Zhao Clan left within these two Prefectures."

As Li Xinnian lowered his hand, thirty thousand Demonic and Evil Cultivators broke into wicked grins and assaulted the Zhao Clan’s rear!

Old Ancestor Tianye wiped his forehead once more.

"No wonder... no wonder the South Sea has been so turbulent lately."

...

"Kuanghua!"

"Big Brother!"

The two warriors met on the field of slaughter.

By now, Li Kuanghua had expanded into a ten-meter giant with bulging, corded muscles.

The Buddha-Demon Disc functioned like lethal appendages, reaping lives across the battlefield.

Li Kuangren joined him, shifting into a massive golden ape that emitted a suffocating pressure.

He also reached ten meters in height—the true form of his Golden Ape Bloodline.

In these states, the two members of the "Kuang" generation were literal harbingers of death, possessing terrifying physical power.

The Golden Ape King swung a massive blade with wild abandon.

A brutal grin stretched across his ape-like features as he gazed down at the enemies who looked like mere insects below.

His rampage grew even more frantic.

"It’s no wonder you love Body Cultivation! Engaging in combat with a form like this is incredible!"

"Big Brother, do you see that Zhao Clan Divinity Establishment expert?"

Li Kuanghua smashed his knuckles together, his skin crawling with demonic sigils.

He looked up at a Zhao Clan Divinity Transformation Cultivator hovering in the sky.

"Let’s see who claims his head first!"

"Deal!" Li Kuangren roared, launching himself into the air.

Below, Ye Xiu, who had just crushed a foe with a single blow, watched them with gleaming eyes.

"Disciple! Kuangren! Don't leave me behind!"

As the three Divinity Transformation masters closed in, the Zhao Clan Cultivator’s face paled.

However, a roar erupted from behind him as a massive, twin-horned Flood Dragon cut off his escape.

"He belongs to me!!!"

High above on a Spirit Boat, Li Tianyue, who was overseeing the strategy, watched the allied reinforcements flooding in from every side.

She felt a sharp sting in her nose that she couldn't suppress.

Her son, Liu Wuhuan, stood at her side. He appeared significantly older than his mother.

Noticing her eyes turning red, he asked with concern, "Mother, what’s wrong?"

Li Tianyue shook her head, letting out a heavy breath.

"It is nothing. I am merely overwhelmed. Our Li Clan has suffered through so many disasters; every previous war was a desperate struggle.

"I spent a century fighting on the Duskwild Prefecture front.

Coming back, I see the family has flourished to this degree.

I never imagined a day would come where we could simply trample our enemies like dry grass."

"Yes. Following this victory, our clan will reach unprecedented heights."

Li Xinghuo exhaled slowly.

With a flick of his wrist, a Nine-Headed Ghost Lion manifested on the air before him.

He vaulted onto its back, and the beast stepped through the void toward the heart of the battle.

He thundered, "Asura Army, follow me and slaughter the enemy!"

"Understood!"

From the Spirit Boat, the entire Asura Army plunged into the conflict.

Li Tianyue, refusing to stay behind, gripped her twin swords and dove into the melee.

Tactical command was no longer necessary—in both sheer numbers and raw power, they were utterly overwhelming the Immortal Zhao Clan!