Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 829 - 824: Mahayana Realm

The intense thrashing of Zhao Tingyu caused the expressions of the reborn Zhao Clan members to shift violently.

Li Wei’s statement seemed to strike a forbidden chord, not only for Zhao Tingyu but for the entire Zhao lineage.

Li Yaowen fixed her gaze upon Zhao Feimeng.

Having navigated the path of reincarnation through clones over three hundred times, she possessed a profound mastery over the nature of new life and the essence of the soul.

Noticing Zhao Feimeng’s flickering, avoidant eyes, she spoke with a chilling tone:

"With every death you suffer, it is not merely your physical form that is obliterated, but your soul as well."

"That is impossible. We are clearly still here. We still hold... we still possess our memories."

Fairy Bai’s attempt at a rebuttal grew increasingly faint, continuing until the light of focus vanished from her eyes.

"Impossible... it cannot be!"

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" The heavy resonance of the Old Ancestor echoed.

It appeared she had been wiped clean of everything from one hundred and sixty thousand years ago; a void of forty thousand years existed in her mind.

This gap had transformed into a hidden taboo within her heart.

Regardless of how desperately she strained to remember, those lost forty thousand years remained out of reach.

Her only recollection was that heartbeat, just as she had remembered it once before.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The rhythmic drumming of the Old Ancestor’s heart resounded.

That was the moment of her first encounter with the Old Ancestor, the exact second her destiny had been irrevocably altered.

Many members of the Zhao Clan gripped their heads in excruciating pain, trying in vain to recover their vanished history.

However, their memories were all frozen at the terrifying moment thousands of Devils descended upon the Zhao Clan estate!

"Your Old Ancestor is capable of reforming your bodies, but the resurrection of your souls is beyond his power."

Li Wei narrowed his eyes, observing the Zhao clansmen whose faces had turned a sickly, ghastly hue.

In the modern world, there was a science known as genetic cloning.

From the second these individuals returned from the grave—paired with Li Dalong’s intelligence that the Underworld had no record of their reincarnation and that their revival felt "wrong"—Li Wei had constructed his theory.

"You are left with nothing but your most basic instincts," Li Wei declared, "for the original 'you' perished long ago."

"No, no, no, that is a lie!!!"

Zhao Tingyu’s struggles became even more frantic.

"The Old Ancestor wields limitless power!

He is capable of cycling our souls through the paths of reincarnation!

It is only because of the vast passage of time that we cannot recall the events from one hundred and sixty thousand years ago, but we remember every detail of our lives since our resurrections!"

Li Wei offered no reply.

Following Li Wei’s line of sight, Zhao Tingyu looked toward... Zhao Feimeng, perched upon the massive heart!

"Souls are lost forever, but memories... those can be fabricated and implanted."

"Argh! My head! The pain is unbearable!!!"

A scream of agony pierced the air.

From the depths of that colossal heart, Zhao Qingguang ripped through the gore and muscle, collapsing to the earth as he clutched his skull in torment.

A moment later, he looked up at Zhao Feimeng, his expression a mask of pure confusion.

The heart’s pulsing grew swifter and more aggressive.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

This time, a mocking sneer played on Li Wei’s lips.

The heart was broadcasting a command to its descendants: "Slay them! Slay them all!"

"Be silent, you beast!"

A crimson glow erupted in Zhao Feimeng’s eyes as she sat upon the organ, and she suddenly drove her fist into the pulsating mass.

At that moment.

Zhao Qingguang remained on his knees, staring at the Old Ancestor in utter bewilderment.

However, the regret he had displayed earlier had vanished.

He remembered now.

He remembered everything!

"Qingguang, do you still refuse to wake up?"

As Zhao Feimeng sighed, Zhao Qingguang’s very being trembled.

His voice projected clearly across the entire Immortal Domain.

"One hundred and sixty thousand years ago, I was among the few who survived the family's downfall.

The Old Ancestor saved the rest of you, but upon your revival, you had no memory of what happened before.

I began to feel a growing sense of dread that something was wrong.

You... were no longer the people I knew."

"Eventually, I understood that the Old Ancestor had succeeded in his ambition.

He had consumed the Destiny of those Devils, elevating his own Destiny to its zenith.

Yet, even that Destiny was insufficient for him to ascend to the Mahayana Realm."

"However, that Destiny gave him the power to bring you back.

Blood food... you were all turned into his blood food.

And I... I was the one who butchered you into pieces to feed the Old Ancestor."

"From that point on, family members would disappear, only to be brought back once more.

We gathered more Destiny, slaughtered our kin to nourish the Old Ancestor, and then revived them again...

The cycle continued without end, all so that one day, the Old Ancestor could reach the Mahayana Realm."

The sky turned as black as ink, and a freezing wind chilled the very marrow of those present.

Everyone, whether inside or outside the Immortal Domain, felt a wave of horror wash over them.

"At last, I could no longer endure it.

Secretly, I revealed the truth to the Clan Elders."

"You placed a seal upon the Old Ancestor."

"But in that moment, the clan was split by two opposing views."

He turned his eyes toward Zhao Buqun, Zhao Jingmiao, and Fairy Bai.

"You desired to end his life.

Only his death could stop the nightmare of our clan being enslaved by the Old Ancestor."

"How can this be possible? How?!!"

Zhao Buqun’s face drained of all color.

Zhao Qingguang gave a sorrowful smile.

"You have dedicated your lives to the protection of our clan.

This duty is etched into your very bones, a trait that persisted even after your rebirths.

You likely haven't even noticed, but though one hundred and sixty thousand years have passed, you haven't moved a single step beyond the borders of the Immortal Domain."

"It is because, in the end, you were defeated.

After the sealing, you were killed by their hands."

Zhao Qingguang looked toward Zhao Tingyu, who was held captive by Li Wei.

Then toward Zhao Wan’er, who was being dragged by her hair by Li Yaozu.

Finally, his gaze landed on Zhao Feimeng, who looked down from the heart with a sigh.

"The structure where three of our clan manage internal affairs while three handle the external is a trait woven into your bloodlines.

But it is also a false memory that Ancestor Feimeng forced into your minds."

Zhao Qingguang began to cry.

"How did our family fall so low? How?!!

Ancestor Feimeng argued that since the Old Ancestor was already trapped, killing him was a waste of resources.

She believed it was better to use him to further the clan's power.

She won; she was the ultimate victor.

Her specialty is the manipulation of illusions and the human heart.

She rules not just the spirits of others, but all of you as well."

"Ancestor Wan was aged and nearing the end of her natural life.

By the time she was pulled from the Old Ancestor’s Divine Womb, her memories had been rewritten.

Even when Ancestor Tingyu discovered the truth, it was too late; he lacked the strength to oppose Ancestor Feimeng."

"But you overlooked one individual."

With tears flowing, Zhao Qingguang stood up. "Me!"

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The heart hammered with violence.

Both the inhabitants of the Azure Cloud Region and the Zhao clan watched Zhao Qingguang in terror.

His state was monstrous; despite the clear pain on his face, he moved forward one step at a time.

"You imprisoned the Old Ancestor and used him like a tool.

Even he did not anticipate that, nor did he expect my betrayal.

And yet... I never truly left his grasp.

I am his ultimate hidden card."

"I am the sole surviving member of the original family.

Despite countless rebirths, my soul has been kept intact; it still lives.

And that soul was marked by him one hundred and sixty thousand years ago.

The Old Ancestor has been waiting for this moment."

"Years ago, when you were struck down by the Human Emperor, that was one such chance.

But the sacrifice of flesh and blood was not enough to push him into the Mahayana Realm."

"Now, with the world falling into chaos, there is no one left to stop him. That is why..."

"I sought out the Azure Cloud Prefecture. I made sure the Azure Cloud Li Clan was brought here!"