Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Shouts mingled with the roar of the torrential rain.

In the cloudy sky stood two Bodhisattvas.

The Martial Dao Bodhisattva had three heads and six arms, exuding both Buddhist and demonic qi. Behind her, the Buddha-Demon Disk transformed into a massive dark sun.

The colossal Bodhisattva statue sneered as it reached out across the void, catching the numerous cultivators who were deploying every trick they had to flee.

Before the Martial Dao Bodhisattva, the Dharmic Avatars of these cultivators were like figures molded from clay.

Under fists radiating two entirely contradictory methods, they were easily shattered.

Brilliant light radiated across the cloudy sky, turning the rainy night into a multicolored, iridescent rain.

But how could these cultivators, all below the Void Refining realm, escape a Martial Dao Bodhisattva who spread body-tempering Buddhist Dharma throughout the world?

Thus, they completely abandoned their Dharmic Avatars and fled for their lives like madmen.

They were like a swarm of ants scurrying frantically beneath the lethal fingers of a giant.

Those who ran fast enough were temporarily safe, attempting to evade the giant’s eyes and ears by hiding in nooks and crannies its massive body couldn’t reach.

Those who ran too slow panicked as they accepted their impending doom.

The other Bodhisattva was brimming with majesty. Buddhist chants and Buddhist fire permeated the cloudy sky. Her Dao of the Verdant Mountain suppressed the people of the world.

The Buddhist chants of the Bodhisattva of Rebirth affected people’s Soul Seas, while her Buddhist fire invaded their bodies to deliver them to their next lives.

Once tainted by it, Void Refining methods were completely incapable of purging it.

“Uncle Rain, save me!”

Perfected Qiuyue cried out in alarm.

If even Li Wei’s spatial rules couldn’t evade this Buddhist fire back then, how could he.

Now, three clusters of fire burned upon his shoulders, and Buddhist runes crawled all over his body like maggots, incinerating both his physical body and Spirit Soul, making him scream wildly at the sky like a madman.

However, the rainmaker high up in the cloudy sky, who could clearly inspect everything in Azure Cloud Prefecture through the raindrops, seemed as though his eyes had been gouged out and his eardrums pierced; he gave absolutely no response.

He frantically patted the fire on his shoulders.

The immense gravity unleashed by the Dao of the Verdant Mountain stripped him of even the chance to step into his Void Refining space to escape.

From behind came the clanking sound of chains, along with a woman’s voice that was compassionate yet tinged with a hint of wickedness.

“It’s useless. Aside from those in the same realm, no one can break the Dao of the Bodhisattva of Rebirth.

I gave you a chance, but you ignored my warning. You will bear the sins of all these people and descend to the eighteenth layer of Hell.”

The people around were fleeing.

Above his head, the terrifying statue of the Bodhisattva of Rebirth dissipated into specks of starlight in the rainy night, and the countless Buddhist fires and chants in the cloudy sky vanished along with it.

Everything happened in just a few snaps of the fingers, yet it completely routed the cultivators who had charged toward Merit City, leaving them scrambling for survival in a panic.

Perfected Qiuyue looked back in horror.

A girl in a yellow dress with twin tails dragged a long, dark iron chain.

At the other end of the chain was a Body Integration Buddhist almighty expert whose eyes flashed with a hint of clarity before sinking back into a stupor as the chain glowed.

“It’s you… it’s you…”

Perfected Qiuyue staggered backward.

There had been a red leaf where Merit City was located, giving them one chance to escape.

At that time, he knew the Li Clan was absolutely prepared, yet he hadn’t dared to show the red leaf to the others.

He was afraid the red leaf would disturb morale.

No… it wasn’t about disturbing morale.

The Li Clan had given them one chance to flee.

But Perfected Qiuyue knew clearly that since the Li Clan knew so much, they must also know he was the initiator of this operation; no matter what, he had absolutely no path to survival.

With Uncle Rain present, and with so many powerful experts here, no matter how the Li Clan resisted, they were doomed.

Regardless of how many people died, he, Qiuyue, absolutely must not die.

He especially couldn’t forget kneeling before Li Chang.