Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 822: Are You Sure You Are Still Alive

The North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear erupted with power, thrusting Zhao Tingyu out of the Void Refining Space and slamming him into the earth, where he demolished a towering structure upon impact!

"It is futile! The Old Ancestor shall grant me life once more. The true depths of our Zhao Clan’s foundation are far beyond your meager understanding!"

With a twisted, hideous grin, Zhao Tingyu made no move to dodge, allowing Li Wei’s North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear to impale his chest.

Even though this Li Clan Old Ancestor wielded the Laws of "Time" and the ability to resurrect, Zhao Tingyu remained certain that he would eventually expose a fatal weakness in his opponent!

"What reason do you have for such arrogance?"

Li Wei’s fury reached a breaking point.

How could a piece of trash like this have presumed to drag him into a double suicide just moments prior?

Li Wei felt as though his North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear had been defiled simply by making contact with this man's blood.

"And why shouldn't I be proud? My Zhao Clan has endured for one hundred and sixty thousand years, and I have ascended to the very summit!"

Zhao Tingyu roared as he summoned his saber formation.

At this stage, he had completely abandoned all restraint.

The rainbow bridge of saber shadows—the very same technique that had shattered Supreme Elder Puci’s defenses—was now weaponized against both himself and Li Wei.

He drained every drop of spiritual power within his body for the sole purpose of ensnaring Li Wei!

His voice grew shrill as he sneered at the reckless enemy before him.

"The only reason your Li clan wasn't wiped out ages ago is because of the Destiny you possess!

We are eternal, but your kinsmen are destined to fall!"

Suddenly, the descending bridge of saber shadows froze in mid-air, its momentum halted.

Zhao Tingyu’s eyes widened in shock as Li Wei’s mocking voice cut through the air.

"Are you truly certain that you are still among the living?

Is the 'you' that your Old Ancestor brings back... actually your soul?

Once you perish, will the creature that crawls out of that hideous heart truly be you?"

Zhao Tingyu’s face paled instantly.

Clutching the shaft of the spear, he erupted with spiritual power to violently wrench himself free from the blade, teleporting instantly to stand before his own saber formation.

The Li Clan Old Ancestor's words seemed to strike a forbidden chord, leaving him as white as a sheet.

"I am alive... I am still alive!!!"

Zhao Tingyu cast a frantic look toward the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor’s heart—specifically at Zhao Feimeng perched upon it—and let out a primal roar, dragging Li Wei back into the Void Refining Space once more.

...

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

As Li Changsheng opened his eyes, the rhythmic beating of the heart seemed to falter for a heartbeat.

The Blood Demon Lord and the Seven Ironclads lunged forward, their forms twisting into demonic manifestations.

Aura saturated with the purest, most orthodox devilish Qi from the Blood Demon Lord flooded the battlefield.

Without question, these two figures tapped into the primal terrors hidden deep within the souls of the Zhao clansmen!

During that brief lapse in the heartbeat, Zhao Feimeng, who was busy maintaining the seal on the Old Ancestor atop the heart, was overcome with sudden anxiety.

"They seek to shatter the formation! Destroy them!"

In that instant.

Total chaos erupted on the battlefield as Void Refining and Divinity Transformation experts from both factions clashed in a frantic, bloody melee.

Li Yaozu, with his sword casket strapped to his back, moved to intercept Zhao Wan—the resurrected entity who was neither truly male nor female.

"Sister Fang, lend me your strength!"

With pupils as black as the abyss, his soul remained untouched by any illusions!

Zhao Wan’er’s face twisted in disgust.

Finding herself face-to-face with Li Yaozu again, she actually turned tail and fled.

"Old Ancestor, protect me! There is something wrong with this monster!"

Fang Linglong had already seized control of Li Yaozu’s physical form.

As a being of ancient and terrifying origins, she stared at the Zhao clansmen who were crawling incessantly out of that gargantuan heart.

Extending a hand, she ripped through the very fabric of space, tilting her head toward the firmament as her frigid voice echoed through the sky.

"A physical shell can be forged anew, but if a soul is annihilated—without the path of Reincarnation—it can never return to the world of the living!"

Finishing her proclamation, she plunged into the spatial crack, hunting down Zhao Wan’er to finish him.

Within the Void Refining Space, Fang Linglong’s transmitted words reached Zhao Wan’er, causing a flash of doubt to flicker in his eyes.

"What do you know?!! We have been reborn! We rose again from within the body of the Old Ancestor!"

"You are lost in your own delusions," 'Li Yaozu' sneered with a hideous grin.

The voice was a jarring harmony of male and female, vibrating with a deep, metallic ring.

"You pathetic trash. It appears you have no inkling of what your so-called 'Old Ancestor' truly is!"

...

High above the clouds, Li Yaowen continued her work, plucking at the threads of Destiny belonging to the Zhao clansmen within the Immortal Domain.

When Fang Linglong’s voice reached her, she furrowed her elegant brows.

This sister-in-law of hers was, in truth, a Devil Matriarch—a figure who had once suppressed the entire Divine Bird Tribe of the Wu Clan single-handedly.

She clearly understood the nature of that heart.

"The physical body can be reshaped, but once a soul is destroyed—without the cycle of Reincarnation—it is absolutely impossible for it to return to the mortal world..."

Li Yaowen whispered to herself, "During the years Father spent in the Underworld, he discovered long ago that the realm of the dead is in shambles and the cycle of Reincarnation is broken.

Regardless of their karma, the deceased simply turn into malevolent ghosts, while the world of the living is filled with nothing but brand-new souls."

She gazed down at the heart. "The Old Ancestor’s suspicions were correct."

Zhao Feimeng remained stationed atop the heart.

Half of her blood-stained, naked body was visible—a sight that was as haunting as it was seductive.

The heart of the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor beat on.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

It radiated a single, unending command: "Save him."

"How miserable," Li Yaowen sighed.

In that moment, she found the entire Zhao Clan to be profoundly pitiable.

Shaking off the thought, she soared higher into the heavens. Above the cloud layer, a brilliant Golden Seal manifested!

This was the ultimate prize her father, Li Dalong, had earned from the Human Emperor after being appointed as the "Guardian of the Southern Border."

Their clan held total dominion over these two prefectures.

This authority allowed them to bestow official titles in the name of the Human Emperor—and to rewrite Destiny itself!