Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 824 - 819: You Cannot Win
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"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Although the visions ceased abruptly, the rhythmic thudding of a heartbeat persisted.
With complicated looks on their faces, the Li family members ventured further into the cavern's depths.
They had just witnessed the entire life of an Integration Realm cultivator—a chronicle of an Old Ancestor’s lifelong battle to elevate his clan, step by step, into the ranks of an Integration Realm family.
What appeared before them was a gargantuan heart!
It was pulsing with violent intensity.
Kneeling in front of this organ was none other than Zhao Qingguang, the Zhao Clan Head.
His frame was bent low, palms pressed against the earth, and his eyes were stretched wide.
He appeared to have been shaken to his very core by some revelation, repenting now with a hollow, dazed expression.
"I was mistaken, Old Ancestor... it was this child who erred... this child has brought you harm..."
"Zhao Buqun! Zhao Bailing! Zhao Jingmiao!"
As the sight of the heart filled his vision, Zhao Tingyu abandoned all pretense of respect for the Old Ancestor.
He screamed in a frenzy, "Return! They have discovered the Old Ancestor! Get back here immediately!!!"
Lost in his repentance, Zhao Qingguang remained deaf to the shouting.
Suddenly, the space within the cave began to fracture like a spiderweb, and several silhouettes started to materialize.
Three Zhao family Clan Elders emerged calmly in front of the massive heart, their gazes fixed emotionlessly on the Li family members.
"What... what on earth is that thing?!!"
Supreme Elder Puci, the Martial Emperor, and Zhuo Linlin also arrived at the side of the Li family, staring at the colossal heart in sheer terror.
It was obvious, however, that these three were no match for the trio of Zhao Clan Elders.
After more than a century, the Martial Emperor—that small old man—had once again suffered a beating.
Zhuo Linlin’s expression was equally grave, while Supreme Elder Puci used his spiritual Qi to knit back a severed limb.
"The Old Ancestor of the Zhao Clan," Li Yaowen remarked with an air of indifference.
"I once perused an ancient text.
During those era of chaos, a tide of devils slaughtered their way through the Zhao Clan.
Not a single intact corpse of a Zhao clansman was left behind.
It was said the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor was consumed entirely by those devils, leaving only blood-stained hair."
"It appears the individual who recorded that history only wrote what they were permitted to see."
How could the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor be... a heart?!!
Supreme Elder Puci’s face turned ashen.
He could feel a terrifyingly potent life force radiating from that heart.
The sheer eeriness of such an existence made his skin crawl!
"Hahaha! You are finished! You are all finished!"
Despite being restrained, Zhao Tingyu showed no sign of fear.
Even with his life in the Li family's grasp, he maintained a grotesque grin.
"This is the one place you should have never entered.
The Old Ancestor of my Zhao Clan is right here!
Every one of you will perish!
You will—"
Before his words could finish.
"Noisy," Li Yaozu muttered, knitting his brows.
Amidst the crimson light bathing the cave, a cold flash erupted as a sword light pierced directly through the center of Zhao Tingyu’s forehead.
Even though Zhao Tingyu died right in front of the three Zhao Clan Elders, not a single one of them showed a hint of emotion.
Fairy Bai directed a freezing gaze toward the Li family forces.
"We truly underestimated you.
The Azure Cloud Li Clan has been around for less than seven centuries; I never suspected you were capable of slaying Tingyu and Ancestor Wan.
Nor did I anticipate that this Azure Cloud Prefecture was a trap of your making.
A shame... You will never triumph over our Immortal Zhao Clan."
In contrast to Fairy Bai’s coldness, Zhao Jingmiao was far more boastful.
He smirked,
"Your guess was right.
Every secluded faction has its own domain, and others won’t easily intrude upon another’s territory.
But did you honestly think we could hold them off without significant trump cards?"
"You believe you understand the Zhao Clan perfectly, but do you truly know why the Devils and the Human Emperor were so desperate to wipe us out? You haven't a clue."
"You think you're so smart and well-prepared, but you've crossed the wrong people. Because we are..."
"Incapable of dying!!!"
As Zhao Jingmiao’s hideous laughter echoed, the faces of the Martial Emperor, Zhuo Linlin, and Supreme Elder Puci distorted in shock.
They watched as the gargantuan heart began to pulse with frantic speed!
"This is..."
The group looked at their own bodies in confusion, only to see "Destiny" rising from them—matching the Destiny that had manifested on the people of the Duravia Trade Prefecture!
"Hahaha, I have returned!"
"I shall be reborn! Reborn through the Old Ancestor’s Divine Embryo!"
"Foolish Li family, foolish world!"
"..."
The sound of their crazed laughter was like the wailing of demons from the abyss.
Zhao Qingguang, who had been kneeling the entire time, stiffened and turned toward the Li family.
"Run... you cannot win... You cannot win!"
"Run!!!"
Hearing these shouts, even Li Wei felt a chill of horror run down his spine.
Looking forward, the Zhao Clan Heart began to writhe, and heads started to push out from within it one by one.
Zhao Wan’er, Zhao Qingxia, Zhao Hongchang... those packed heads laughed with a morbid insanity, appearing as if they would crawl out of the heart at any moment.
There was even... Zhao Tingyu, who had just been killed!