Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1969: 1453: Sacrifice (2)

Capítulo 1969: Chapter 1453: Sacrifice (2)

“What in the world is happening? Why has such a massive disturbance arisen in the heavens and earth so abruptly?”

While certain individuals remained clueless, others swiftly realized the truth, clenching their jaws and bellowing in rage, “Those cursed invaders! Their intentions were malicious right from the beginning!”

At first, everyone assumed the invaders aimed to seize and occupy this realm, perhaps to cultivate Spiritual Objects within it, or even position it as a frontline base for the Li family in a future conflict.

Yet, no one could have anticipated that none of those plans were real. What they truly intended was to dedicate the whole world as an offering!

“If only we’d realized sooner, we would have battled them relentlessly, rather than falling for that deceptive talk of surrender!”

Even back then, despite the faint hope of winning, at least they’d have had a shot—unlike the current situation, where resistance isn’t even possible.

Myriad Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators brimmed with remorse, yet at this stage, regardless of their regrets or reluctance, nothing could be done.

They lacked any means to halt the realm’s collapse and were doomed to perish alongside it!

BOOM——

A thunderous explosion suddenly rocked the Floating Light Realm, resounding across the entire domain. Every being experienced a profound void in their soul, as though something vital had been ripped away from them.

Certain creatures raised their hands to their faces. Amid tears of sorrow, raindrops had begun to descend from above, mingling with their grief.

Far from the gentle showers that typically sustained life, this downpour only hastened the realm’s ruin.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

“Let’s depart!”

Observing the now turbulent spatial rift, Li Zhirui announced.

With the Floating Light Realm on the verge of annihilation, all valuable resources would be consumed and integrated by the Primal Spirit Realm’s Heavenly Dao, rendering the space passage erratic. Delaying their exit meant risking banishment into the Void, facing an indefinite exile before possibly returning to the Primal Spirit Realm.

“Understood.”

Li Zhixuan pulled back her wandering mind and morphed into a streak of Sword Light, vanishing through the spatial rift in an instant.

Prior to this, Li Zhirui had already instructed the rest of the clan to head back.

He was the final one to step into the rift, and shortly thereafter, it burst apart, accelerating the Floating Light Realm’s demise by a fraction.

Nevertheless, in a remote area, a cluster of Primal Spirit Realm natives cried out in panic.

“Stop! I’m not from this place! I hail from the Primal Spirit Realm!”

Those Loose Cultivators who had delayed their departure were huddled together here. Their initial intentions remained a mystery.

But no matter their plot, it proved futile at this juncture.

As moments ticked by, the Floating Light Realm, once filled with cries and howls, fell eerily silent—its inhabitants all vanished.

In the end, the realm transformed into a hollow husk.

Upon absorbing a Middle Thousand Worlds, the Primal Spirit Realm’s Heavenly Dao brimmed with delight. It promptly incorporated these energies and commenced their assimilation.

“Hmm?”

In a flash, every Heavenly Immortal within the realm detected the Heavenly Dao’s abrupt enhancement.

“How come the Heavenly Dao has grown so potent all of a sudden?” Numerous Heavenly Immortals were utterly perplexed, grasping at no explanation for the shift.

And with the Heavenly Dao’s strengthening, the world itself started to undergo gradual transformations.

As the key architects of this event, the Li family had no intention of proclaiming that these alterations stemmed from their efforts, allowing the Primal Spirit Realm to engulf an entire Middle Thousand Worlds.

Naturally, such a secret wouldn’t stay buried forever.

After all, the Li family had openly gathered vast numbers of Loose Cultivators before, dispatching them to Outer Worlds and sparking widespread attention. Now, with so many returning, a simple inquiry would reveal the truth.

At the same time.

Mount Wanxian.

“Ancestor Rui, Ancestor Xuan, you’re back at last.” Spotting their arrival, Li Xiuyuan expressed with profound feeling.

“What’s the issue?”

The pair was puzzled, suspecting some misfortune had befallen the clan in their absence. They turned to him expectantly.

“It’s nothing major; your absence simply left me anxious. Seeing you return eases my worries greatly.”

Li Zhirui and Li Zhixuan found themselves at a loss for words upon hearing this.

Then he inquired, “Have you calculated the rewards brought back by the earlier returning clan members?”

“The quantities are enormous; we’re still in the process of inventorying them.”

In truth, those members had only arrived roughly half an hour ahead. The timeframe was too brief, and the abundance of Spiritual Objects, cultivation techniques, and more made a swift count impossible.

The responsible elders gazed at the towering stacks of Spiritual Objects haphazardly amassed and couldn’t suppress a sigh. Ultimately, they enlisted additional clan members to assist in the cataloging.

…

As the primary force in subjugating the Floating Light Realm, Li Zhixuan at last reentered the Primal Spirit Realm. At that instant, the Heavenly Dao reacted, promptly distributing merit to participants based on their roles.

Abruptly, over Mount Wanxian, a brilliant colossal golden merit cloud materialized, and right away, it unleashed rays of golden merit light scattering everywhere.

These merit rays sought out their destined recipients—some pierced straight into the bodies of clan members beneath, while others soared afar.

Li Zhirui too obtained a portion of merit, albeit modest—still preferable to none at all.

The once vast merit gold cloud, following this widespread allocation, diminished sharply and ultimately fused completely into Li Zhixuan’s form.

“Ancestor Xuan, by offering up a Middle Thousand Worlds this round, how much merit did you acquire? How much of your karmic debt can it settle?” Li Xiuyuan questioned, eyeing the descending merit with keen interest.

Karmic debt to the Heavens isn’t directly repaid; it involves a process where merit is exchanged to balance it.

He wondered if devoting a full Middle Thousand Worlds would suffice to erase all her accumulated karmic debts, enabling her to ascend and depart immediately.

Li Zhixuan shook her head with regret and replied, “It falls short.”

“What?! Not even a Middle Thousand Worlds suffices?”

“That’s not quite it. The merit from this endeavor isn’t sufficient to fully eliminate my karmic debt.”

Li Zhixuan clarified, “The subjugation of the Floating Light Realm relied on the efforts of clan members and Loose Cultivators alike, so the merit was divided among many, not claimed solely by me.”

Li Zhirui had foreseen this inwardly and anticipated such a result.

Yet, alternatives were scarce. Conquering a realm of that scale single-handedly was unfeasible for Li Zhixuan; assistance from others was essential.

After a brief reflection, he posed, “Then, what portion of the karmic debt can be cleared?”

“Roughly seventy percent or so.”

The merit Li Zhixuan obtained amounted to about sixty percent.

In other words, with just a tad more merit, she could transcend the Primal Spirit Realm outright, bypassing the need for alternative paths presently.