The remaining mbers of the Immortal Zhao Clan charged toward the Zhao Clan Ancestor beneath the starry night.
Even though they had learned the truth that they were "already dead," amidst the despair of their psychological collapse, at the command of the six clan elders, they still chose to rush toward their demise.
The people of the Azure Cloud Region watched the scene within the Immortal Domain in shock.
The enemies they had been fighting just monts ago—the Immortal Zhao Clan they had battled for nearly two hundred years—had beco the most dazzling fireworks in this slaughterhouse of flesh and blood.
"You have gone mad! I am your Old Ancestor!"
The Zhao Clan Ancestor’s screams rang out from the at grinder of the Immortal Domain, filled with rage and madness.
In front of the Old Tree, the Void Refining cultivators belonging to the Azure Cloud Prefecture—Supre Elder Puci, Zhuo Linlin, and the Martial Emperor—along with nurous Divinity Transformation cultivators, flew over to stand before the mbers of the Li family.
It was their first ti witnessing the Li family’s "Ancestral Spirit Formation."
The Li family mbers were absorbing the Spiritual power of the Azure Cloud people; this appeared to be one of the Li family’s trump cards.
This massive influx of Spiritual power pushed the Spiritual power of every Li family mber to the very limits of what their bodies could withstand.
This was especially true for the Old Ancestor of the Li family; at this mont, his Spiritual power—at the Void Refining realm—had risen to a heart-palpitating level.
The crowd watched the battle within the Immortal Domain together.
They did not intervene, waiting instead for the Li Family Old Ancestor’s command.
Power was brimming.
Li Wei felt the Spiritual power within his body reaching a critical point.
Gazing from afar at the great battle unfolding in the field, a trace of solemnity flashed through his eyes.
"Is this... the Integration Realm?"
After channeling the Ancestral Spirit Formation, he could feel the imnse power of Spiritual power within his body.
If he were to encounter Zhao Tingyu again, he was confident that with the aid of the "One Thought" technique and his nurous Dharma treasures, he could obliterate him with a single thrust of his spear.
Yet, even so, as he felt the formidable oppressive might of the Integration Realm emanating from the ground, his Void Space trembled.
Cultivators of the Integration Realm rge their bodies with space; they beco a world unto themselves.
They have already integrated the rules within their Void Space into their own bodies, becoming the very masters of those rules.
The fusion of the Primordial Spirit and the physical body grants them Spiritual power ten or even a hundred tis greater than that of the Void Refining realm.
The rules they control allow even their casual attacks to rival the power of an Earth-tier technique.
[Zhao Clan Ancestor]
[Realm: Peak Integration]
[State: Extrely Weak]
Even though the Zhao Clan Ancestor had fallen victim to the stratagem involving the "Authority of the Human Emperor" and had expended a massive amount of painstaking effort to revive his descendants ti and again—leaving him in a state of extre weakness—he remained terrifyingly powerful.
The Zhao clansn charged endlessly into the Immortal Domain, yet they lost their lives before they could even touch a hair on his head.
Fortunately, the Zhao descendants understood this Old Ancestor of theirs quite well, ensuring that he could not escape the Immortal Domain no matter how he tried.
The Zhao Clan Ancestor controlled multiple Rules.
With a re wave of his hand, stalk after stalk of immortal herbs materialized.
These herbs appeared to be brimming with immortal spirit Qi, yet they were lethal; any Zhao clansman who touched them perished instantly.
He also possessed the power of teleportation; despite not specifically cultivating the Dao of Space, his speed rivaled Li Wei’s use of the "Heaven, Earth" technique.
From a kiloter away, the Zhao Clan Ancestor rely reached out and clenched his fist, and a Zhao cultivator at the Divinity Transformation realm was utterly annihilated, body and soul.
Furthermore, anyone who managed to draw near would find their eyes losing focus, leaving them to wait helplessly for death.
A touch of the pale white of dawn began to rise on the distant horizon.
There were few Zhao clansn left.
The six Void Refining cultivators of the Zhao clan, who had been keeping the Zhao Clan Ancestor occupied, all glanced toward the mbers of the Li family.
They nodded expressionlessly at the Li family, took one last look at Zhao Qingguang, and then, smiling in unison, unleashed their strongest techniques one after another.
They continued their final battle—a battle fought after their deaths, or perhaps, the battle before their true end.
...
"Unfilial descendants! Unfilial wretches!!!"
The power of the Integration Realm erupted.
The Zhao Clan Ancestor’s withered face twisted ferociously as he gripped Zhao Feing tightly by the neck.
As his Spiritual power gradually invaded her body, this thing—who was nothing more than livestock to him—was actually smiling mockingly at him, even in the face of death.
"Bastard! Bastard!"
Imdiately, the Zhao Clan Ancestor hesitated no longer.
He gritted his teeth, cast one last reluctant glance at the mire of flesh and blood on the ground, and chose to flee.
"One hundred and sixty thousand years... one hundred and sixty thousand years of plotting!
The Mahayana realm was right before my eyes!
I was about to beco one of the supre powerhouses of this world; from then on, everyone under heaven would have had to show so respect!"
The Zhao Clan Ancestor clutched his chest.
In his current state, worn down by the attrition of his clansn, his Spiritual power was less than five percent of what it was at his peak.
His expression was grim.
"There is still a chance.
Everyone else may die, but I alone survive.
If I could create one Immortal Zhao Clan, I can create an Eternal Zhao Clan!
The cycle of karma turns; there will surely be another era of chaos like this!"
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