Chapter 1747 - 315: 20,000-Word Mega - (5)

If the fire on the altar really recovers, and the carrying capacity here increases, then can the Great Elder die?

Though this "death" is not an end, he truly will be dead.

Thinking about the goal of other teams on the River, which is to kill the Great Elder.

This means that as long as the Great Elder enters there, for those River teams, this wave is considered complete.

The Great Elder just said, as long as the ancestral skull's flame recovers, it can receive protection, and the calamity will naturally pass... It seems it really can be explained logically!

The Great Elder continued: "Now the outer mansion is empty, doesn't this just give you space? Even if it's not empty, with your current strength, Yi'er, light the lamp and admit defeat, come down from the River, who in this three-generation Zhao Family, the main or collateral branches, can be your opponent?

Maintain this place today, and after you enjoy this splendid life, you can come here again in your twilight years.

The Dragon King is but a fleeting horse, what we gain is eternal.

Yi'er, light the lamp."

Zhao Yi:

"A group of delusional old beasts."

Zhao Yi gave his own answer.

He didn't understand why these Zhao family ancestors still tried to persuade him; he couldn't understand most of all why they truly thought he could be convinced.

After he gave the final answer unremorsefully, those ancestors in his vision gradually disappeared, and the shape of the coffin reappeared.

The dense amber around began to tremble, and Zhao Yi's perspective and consciousness started to return.

The next moment, he returned to the original room.

In front of him, the Great Elder slowly rose from the Taishi Chair, his decrepit body seemingly like an old tree on the verge of collapse, yet before he completely fell, he still carried an extremely terrifying power.

After all, not counting those old undying ones, the Great Elder should be the strongest among the "living" people in the Jiujiang Zhao.

Great Elder: "Yi'er, saying so much to you is to hope you can understand, it's the elders willing to accept and guide you."

Zhao Yi: "Because of you, the outer mansion is actually hollowed out, full of useless drunkards and gluttons.

You're not trying to guide me, you're hoping I can join hands with you, not only help you restore the flame but also support and organize the Zhao family.

You don't want to see a future where the Zhao Family Ancestral Mansion has no elders to guard the gates.

And you yourselves don't want to come out, you don't have the ability to maintain this place personally.

Let me think,

isn't it that after entering here, one can no longer go back?"

The Great Elder didn't respond, his form had completely stood up.

Zhao Yi continued: "It should be this way, after all, the slogan Zhao Lu Hai used when designing this place was to pave the way for talented descendants and to turn oneself into the so-called Zhao family foundation, only to awaken when calamity comes.

This awakening should be one-time.

You all, no one wants to be this one-time consumable.

What a joke...

The depths of the Jiujiang Zhao family, knowing that the contemporary Zhao family members in the outer mansion are being slaughtered and replaced, refuse to crawl out, and the sleepers refuse to awaken, hahahaha!"

Great Elder: "Yi'er, you're really smart, but unfortunately, you've gone astray, not walking the Righteous Path, but going against the family on the evil path."

Zhao Yi: "Do you even deserve to talk to me about the Righteous Path?"

The Great Elder lifted his hand, and terrible pressure instantly assaulted Zhao Yi.

"Yi'er, whether you agree or not, whether you listen, what needs to be done must be done, adults can ask children for choices, but it doesn't mean the child truly has the right to choose."

Invisible pressure bound Zhao Yi, lifting him into the air.

Despite struggling fiercely, Zhao Yi remained unable to free himself.

During the struggle, Zhao Yi deliberately retorted:

"Why don't you just kill me then, what's the point of hesitating here?

If I die, the lamp will extinguish itself, the River will go down...

Unless you can't kill me, at least, not let me die before the lamp is lit."

Let me guess,

is it because if I die just like this, then the Dragon King Qi that you see, taken from me, would disappear with me, instead of returning to the ancestral skull flame?"

"Correct, indeed."

Between the Great Elder's right-hand fingers, five blue streams flowed, seeming like five terrible shackles when they reached Zhao Yi's body.

"Body suppression."

"Ah!!!"

Zhao Yi screamed miserably, his already extremely terrifying image now added a touch of vivid ferocity.

"Soul suppression."

The soul felt an icy seal, gradually crystallizing.

Zhao Yi understood the other's intent, first to imprison the body, then bind the soul, and finally crush the consciousness.

If done appropriately, he would become a blank-headed fool.

Then he could be manipulated freely, and the so-called second lighting of the lamp would be a natural success.

Lighting the lamp indeed cannot be forced, and what the Great Elder is doing now is removing the concept of being "forced."

Zhao Yi's fingertips started to tremble, Nuo Puppetry Technique activated.

In the courtyard, sitting there, the bodies of the Third Elder, Fourth Elder, and Fifth Elder collectively began to tremble.

The next moment, the three slowly stood up from the Taishi Chair.

Great Elder: "Yi'er, you overestimate your puppetry technique and underestimate your three elders."

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The eyelids of the three elders began twitching, as if about to awaken.