Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Chapter 1969: Chapter 1453: Sacrifice (2)

“What’s going on here? How could there suddenly be such a huge upheaval in the heavens and earth out of nowhere?”

Some people still didn’t understand, but others immediately reacted, gritting their teeth and roaring furiously, “Damn invaders! They never had good intentions from the start!”

Originally, they thought the invaders just wanted to colonize this realm, use it to nurture Spiritual Objects, or maybe in the future, make it a vanguard for the Li family in some impending war.

But who would have thought, they never planned any of that. Instead, what they wanted was to offer the entire world as a sacrifice!

“If I’d known earlier, we should’ve fought them to the end, instead of believing that bullshit surrender!”

Even if there was only a slim chance of victory back then, at least there was a chance, instead of now, when they don’t even have the opportunity to resist.

Countless Devil Beasts and Demon Cultivators were filled with regret, but unfortunately, at this point, no matter how much they regret or are unwilling, it’s useless now.

They had no way to stop the destruction of the world, and could only accompany it into death!

BOOM——

The Floating Light Realm suddenly erupted with a deafening roar that echoed through the whole world. Every creature felt a hollow emptiness deep in their hearts, as if they’d lost something extremely important to themselves.

Some living beings lifted a hand to touch their cheeks. Besides tears of regret, there was also rainwater that had somehow started to fall from the sky.

Unlike the rain that usually nourished all things, this rain did nothing of the sort. Instead, it sped up the destruction of the world.

On the other side.

“Time to go!”

Li Zhirui looked at the now unstable spatial rift and spoke up.

The Floating Light Realm was about to be destroyed; any useful resources would be devoured and absorbed by the Heavenly Dao of the Primal Spirit Realm, and the space channel had become unstable. If they didn’t leave now, they’d have no choice but to plunge into the Void, spending an unknown amount of time before returning to the Primal Spirit Realm.

“Alright.”

Li Zhixuan withdrew her thoughts and transformed into Sword Light, instantly slipping through the spatial rift.

Earlier, the other clan members had already been urged to return by Li Zhirui.

He was the last to enter the spatial rift, and not long after, the rift exploded outright, speeding up the destruction of the Floating Light Realm just a bit.

However, in some corner, there was still a group of beings from the Primal Spirit Realm, wailing in terror.

“No! I’m not a native of this realm! I came from the Primal Spirit Realm!”

That group of Loose Cultivators who hadn’t left earlier were all gathered here. Who knew what they’d originally planned?

But whatever scheme they had, it was useless now.

And as time passed, the Floating Light Realm, once echoing with wails and screams, gradually quieted down—because all the living beings were gone.

Finally, the entire Floating Light Realm became an empty shell.

Having devoured a Middle Thousand Worlds, the Heavenly Dao of the Primal Spirit Realm was naturally overjoyed. Once it brought these powers back into itself, it swiftly began digesting them.

“Hmm?”

Almost instantly, all Heavenly Immortals in the realm sensed acutely the changes in the Heavenly Dao.

“Why did the Heavenly Dao suddenly become so much stronger?” Many Heavenly Immortals were completely bewildered, unable to make sense of what had happened.

And as the Heavenly Dao grew stronger, the world itself began to slowly change.

As the true masterminds behind all this, the Li family certainly wasn’t going to broadcast that these changes were thanks to their own merit, letting the Primal Spirit Realm devour a whole Middle Thousand Worlds.

Of course, this was not something that could be hidden for long.

After all, the Li family had previously recruited Loose Cultivators en masse, sending them to Outer Worlds, causing a huge stir, and with so many Loose Cultivators having returned, anyone asking around could figure it out.

At the same time.

Mount Wanxian.

“Ancestor Rui, Ancestor Xuan, you’ve finally returned.” Li Xiuyuan saw them appear and spoke with deep emotion.

“What’s wrong?”

The two of them didn’t understand, thinking something bad had happened to the family during their absence. They both looked at him, seeking answers.

“Nothing really, it’s just that not seeing you both made me uneasy. Now that you’re back, I’m much relieved.”

Li Zhirui and Li Zhixuan were left speechless at these words.

Then he asked, “Those clan members who returned earlier—have you tallied up their gains?”

“The numbers are just too large; we haven’t finished counting yet.”

After all, those clan members had only gotten back about half an hour before them. The time was simply too short, and with the sheer volume of Spiritual Objects, cultivation methods and so on, there were far too many to finish quickly.

The elders in charge of this saw the mountain-like heap of Spiritual Objects randomly piled together, and couldn’t help but sigh. In the end, they had to arrange for clan members to help with the tally.

…

As the greatest contributor to the conquest of the Floating Light Realm, Li Zhixuan finally returned to the Primal Spirit Realm. At this moment, the Heavenly Dao also responded, immediately allocating merit to individuals according to their contributions.

Suddenly, above Mount Wanxian, a dazzling and giant gold cloud of merit appeared, and in the next instant, it shot beams of golden merit light in all directions.

These beams of merit light were off to find their respective owners—some shot directly into the bodies of clan members below, others flew off into the distance.

Among them, Li Zhirui also received a share of merit, though it wasn’t much—better than nothing, really.

And the originally huge merit gold cloud, after all this dispersal, shrank dramatically, and eventually merged entirely into Li Zhixuan’s body.

“Ancestor Xuan, you sacrificed a Middle Thousand Worlds this time. How much merit did you gain? How much karmic debt can you repay?” asked Li Xiuyuan, watching the merit descend with curiosity.

The karmic debt owed to Heaven isn’t paid directly; there’s a conversion step, using merit to offset it.

He wanted to know if sacrificing an entire Middle Thousand Worlds could let her clear all the karmic debts she owed, so she could directly transcend and leave.

Li Zhixuan regretfully shook her head and said, “It’s still not enough.”

“What?! Even a Middle Thousand Worlds isn’t enough?”

“That’s not what I mean. It’s just that the merit I gained this time isn’t enough to completely resolve my karmic debt.”

Li Zhixuan explained, “This conquest of the Floating Light Realm was thanks to the help of the clan members and Loose Cultivators, so the merit was split countless ways, not something I gained alone.”

Li Zhirui had already guessed this in his heart, and expected this outcome.

But there was nothing else to do. After all, with a world this big, it’s impossible for Li Zhixuan to conquer it alone—others had to help.

He thought for a moment, then asked, “So how much karmic debt can be resolved?”

“About a little over seventy percent.”

The merit Li Zhixuan received was only around sixty percent.

That is to say, if she could gain a bit more merit, she could directly transcend the Primal Spirit Realm, instead of having to find another way now.