Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Four Seas Sect, East Island Dragon Palace.

The misty clouds flowed on the steps in front of the hall, while thunderous breathing sounds echoed within the hall, as if some enormous creature was resting inside.

It was only after stepping into the hall that one would realize it was not a giant beast.

But rather a handsome young man dressed in white, with refined and elegant features, leaning against the window, holding a pill scripture in his hands, reading it with great interest.

At this moment, a woman walked into the hall.

The woman had a voluptuous figure, a red cinnabar mark between her brows, and her appearance was graceful and elegant, carrying both noble bearing and a touch of wild arrogance in her every movement.

As soon as she entered the hall and saw the young man by the window, she immediately raised her voice and said:

“Big brother! Look at the time, and you’re still here reading? If this goes on, I fear our Four Seas Sect, the entire Dragon Race, will lose all face!”

The young man helplessly lifted his head upon hearing this, glanced at the woman, and said: “Little sister, have you forgotten the royal father’s decree? We are to remain in seclusion, reciting the Daoist scriptures. This calamity is upon us. If we stay inside, father can still shelter us. But if we go out, nothing is certain.”

“But【Sui Ying】is dead!”

The woman shook her head, revealing sharp teeth as she spoke with hatred: “【Sui Ying】was the Dragon King, yet he was slain by someone. How can we ignore this?”

【Sui Ying】had once been a prominent figure in the Dragon Palace.

Especially since he shared a close relationship with the woman, for they were born of the same mother. The woman’s name was【Sui Ling】, making her 【Sui Ying】’s biological younger sister.

Now that her elder brother had died, how could she not hate it?

However, in contrast, the young man remained calm: “So what? Sui Ying died inland. Do you really intend to pursue the enemy there?”

“Give it up, little sister.”

The young man’s name was【Tian Qiu】, the second son of the Dragon King. Years ago, he had already reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm and was also a trusted aide of the Dragon King.

Compared to the young and impulsive Sui Ling, he was much calmer. He immediately shook his head and said: “This calamity, I fear, is another inland sweep of the overseas forces. We cannot resist it. All we can do is hide. Staying in the Dragon Palace means safety. If we go out, there’s a ninety-nine percent chance of dying.”

“How can we just accept this…”

Sui Ling gritted her teeth upon hearing this, but soon seemed to recall something and said loudly: “But what if I lure that person into the Dragon Palace?”

Tian Qiu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this: “Lure him into the Dragon Palace… If you can truly do that, then it would be fine. Even the higher powers in the heavens would have nothing to say.”

True Lords made the plans, while True Persons played the roles.

The former only cared about the overall situation, while the latter handled the details. Victory or defeat depended on one’s ability, which was the unspoken rule among True Lords.

“Very well!”

Sui Ling became excited upon hearing this and immediately rubbed her fists together: “I already asked my friends among the Xuan Yuan Clan to divine this. That person is indeed coming overseas on this trip!”

“Karma shows that his target is precisely the【Magnetic God Mountain】that you valued before, big brother. I ask you to move that mountain into our Dragon Palace’s territory. This way, he either has to break into our Dragon Palace or give up his cultivation opportunity. Either way, I can vent my anger!”

“Magnetic God Mountain…”

At Sui Ling’s words, Tian Qiu frowned, bitterly smiling in his heart: ‘As expected of a True Lord, striking exactly at the vital spot, leaving me no way to avoid it!’

Why did he value Magnetic God Mountain?

Naturally, like Suo Huan, he also saw that this mountain was a fragment of a True Lord’s fallen Cave Heaven, which would be of great help to his pursuit of Golden Core!

If it were an ordinary thing, he could have let it go.

But this mountain was not something he could give up!

Yet if he did not yield, he would inevitably form karmic entanglements with the opponent. This back and forth meant the calamity was imminent, with a life-or-death crisis looming!

“Father…”

Tian Qiu raised his head and looked toward the deepest part of the Dragon Palace, as if sensing a pair of golden eyes as massive as mountains watching him, an overwhelming pressure bearing down.

‘…I see now, father has already divined the karmic threads. Knowing all this, he still ordered me to stay in seclusion and recite the Daoist scriptures. He wants me to give up. But Magnetic God Mountain is a fragment of a Cave Heaven! If I obtain it, my chances of achieving Golden Core will greatly increase. How can I just give it up like this?’

For a moment, Tian Qiu struggled internally.

After a long while, he finally calmed down and looked at Sui Ling: “The mountain has not yet fully formed. Moving it into the Dragon Palace now would be a waste.”

“Go there first, little sister.”

“Bring more people with you to guard the mountain. If the inland cultivator who killed Sui Ying truly intends to seize it… then I will act.”

“Little sister accepts the command!”

Sui Ling was overjoyed upon hearing this. She then walked away with light steps, leaving only Tian Qiu sitting in the hall with an uncertain expression, the Daoist scripture in his hands already closed.

“Heaven’s will is hard to defy… Heaven’s will is hard to defy indeed!”

“Boom!”

Thunder rumbled along with blinding white flashes across the sky, revealing the fury of the one behind the scenes, yet it was forcibly concealed by layers of dark clouds.

“Damn you all… You have pushed me too far!”

A repressed voice stirred the heavens and earth, causing the overseas seas to surge violently, generating countless natural disasters, seemingly about to turn into overwhelming waves.

However, in the next moment, three overwhelming forces simultaneously emerged, pressing down steadily like an invisible giant hand, suppressing all the waves. Before the disasters could fully form, they vanished without a trace, causing the once earth-shaking voice to suddenly grow much quieter.

“Amitabha, why is the Dragon King in such a hurry?”

“Those below are just pieces on the board. In chess, there are wins and losses. Accepting defeat with grace is the way to retain dignity. Getting angry only shows your small-mindedness.”

“I…”

The Dragon King gnashed his teeth. Sure, chess had wins and losses, but damn it, you’re not playing fair! Three of you against me, I move once, and you move three times!

This wasn’t the first time this had happened. His true dragon race had once been the noble lords of heaven and earth, needing no cultivation, reaching Foundation Establishment upon maturity. The four Dragon Kings ruled the rivers, lakes, and seas with unmatched might. But ever since they fled overseas, their status fell, becoming mere subordinates of the human race, and everything had changed.

Back then, fleeing overseas, only he remained as the Dragon King.

And after countless years, the Dragon Race still had only him as their sole Dragon King!

‘Every so often, they launch a purge overseas, harvesting us like livestock. I am nothing more than their designated watchdog!’

Every time a demon beast reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, nearing the Golden Core stage, it would trigger another “purge.”

Even the methods never changed—just throwing out a so-called “Golden Core opportunity” to lure the target out, claiming success or failure depended on their abilities.

—Such pretty words.

In reality, after so many years, the demon race had never won even once. The four great powers joined forces to eliminate all variables. How could such power be easily defied?

Unless…

In the next moment, the Dragon King decisively withdrew his divine sense, no longer confronting the three overwhelming forces in the dark. He returned to his true body in the Dragon Palace and opened his golden eyes.

Under his gaze, the invisible illusions were dispelled.

In an instant, a tall, leisurely figure came into view before the Dragon King, wearing a faint smile: “It seems the Dragon King has made up his mind?”

“…It’s a deal.”

The Dragon King said in a deep voice: “As long as【Ang Xiao】you can help my Dragon Race produce another Dragon King and attain【Heavenly River Water】, I will let it go to your Netherworld!”