Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 117: The Primordial Saint Sect Truly Produces Talents

The formation on the wilderness was not considered advanced; Lu Yang glanced at it and found that it hadnʼt even reached the seventh grade, with its effects limited to Qi observation and revealing illusions.

Rather than serving as a means of self-protection, this formation seemed more suited for locating enemies.

Lu Yang did not deliberately conceal his aura, so as soon as he and Qin Tianhe arrived, the formation immediately activated, casting a beam of light toward them.

Simultaneously, dozens of gazes fell upon Lu Yang.

Upon noticing this, Lu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing that the owners of these gazes appeared quite different from the disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect within the Sky-reaching Sea of Clouds.

These gazes contained scrutiny, wariness, and even ferocity—but lacked any fear.

However, Lu Yang quickly understood.

This was the norm.

On the battlefield between righteous and demonic forces, there were no strict rules; it was common for Foundation Establishment cultivators to attack those in the Qi Refining stage without honor. Those who feared had long perished.

The ones remaining were all audacious individuals.

Lu Yang scanned the area and noticed many disciples silently taking pills, regulating their breath, and tending to their injuries, yet none showed any complaints or despair.

Occasionally, he overheard conversations mentioning that acquaintances had been surrounded and killed, but these disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect remained indifferent, even laughing loudly.

Clearly, regarding the joint siege by the Dao Court and the Pure Land against the Primordial Saint Sect, not only did the outside world, like the Clear Snow True Lord, pay little attention, but even the sectʼs disciples themselves were unconcerned. Being killed merely indicated insufficient strength. Look at us, the truly capable ones—weʼve carved out a path to survival.

If youʼre weak, train more; if you canʼt handle it, donʼt play.

On the other side, Qin Tianhe appeared accustomed to this, casually summoning a disciple of the Primordial Saint Sect and asking, ”Where is Xu Xin? Is he still alive?”

”...Still alive.”

The disciple responded, leading the two into the depths of the formation, where a fair-faced youth was waving his arms at the crowd:

”Everyone, we should unite!”

”Two true disciples have already been killed. If we donʼt band together now, weʼll be defeated one by one. Do you want to die in this forsaken place?”

”If you donʼt want to die, accept my leadership!”

”As long as you follow my orders, at least thirty percent of us can survive. I believe all disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect are my brothers and will surely cooperate with me.”

Before the youth finished speaking, a late-stage Qi Refining disciple suddenly interjected with disdain, ”Follow your lead? Where does that leave Senior Brother Chong Ming? Heʼs the bloodline of Uncle Master Chong Guang, and his strength is unquestionable. If anyone should lead, it should be him.”

Thud!

Before the disciple could finish, a palm struck his chest, sending him flying and causing him to vomit blood upon landing.

After this, the youth calmly wiped his hand:

”Those unwilling to cooperate are not my brothers.”

”Xu Xin, youʼre seeking death!”

On the other side, a spirited young man instantly erupted in anger.

A sword pill materialized out of thin air, unleashing a brilliant sword rainbow that swept toward the youth.

”Young master, others may indulge you, but I wonʼt!”

Xu Xinʼs figure vanished instantly, evading the sword light, and then confronted the youth named Chong Ming, a murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

Meanwhile, the surrounding two individuals remained indifferent, displaying excited expressions as if watching a spectacle.

”...Everyone, stop!”

Seeing this, Qin Tianhe immediately shouted, then stepped aside without another word, placing Lu Yang in front of him: ”In the presence of a True Person, who dares to act recklessly!?”

At these words, the atmosphere changed abruptly.

”A True Person? Impossible!”

”Tianhe? Are you joking?”

”Who is the True Person?”

For a moment, all eyes turned to Lu Yang, initially filled with scrutiny, but soon shifting subtly.

Especially Xu Xin, whose expression changed noticeably.

He had previously met Lu Yang with Qin Tianhe and had witnessed Lu Yangʼs single Qi calming the Sea of Balance.

Naturally, he was now shocked beyond measure.

He really is at the Foundation Establishment stage!?

With this realization, Xu Xin immediately restrained his aura and respectfully approached Lu Yang: ”Disciple Xu Xin greets the True Lord of the Primordial Saint Sect.”

Although the others hadnʼt met Lu Yang before, they werenʼt blind.

Even without the enhancement from Su Nu, Lu Yangʼs accumulated divine abilities exuded an aura that left them in awe—a sensation they had only experienced from the strongest among the true disciples.

Instantly, the atmosphere eased considerably.

At the same time, Lu Yang looked toward the handsome youth who had just confronted Xu Xin.

Surprisingly, he had met this person once before.

However, it wasnʼt in this lifetime, but in a previous one.

ʼBack then, I went to the Secret Realm of Law Refinement to practice the Saint Thief technique. A true disciple had attempted it before me but failed—that disciple was him!ʼ

Chong Ming, son of True Person Chong Guang?

Before arriving, Qin Tianhe had given him a general introduction to the true disciples participating in this Dao-seizing battle, including their personalities.

According to him, although Chong Ming was the son of True Person Chong Guang, he despised being labeled as a second-generation cultivator and was determined to rely on his own cultivation.

He even publicly declared that he would surpass True Person Chong Guang through his own efforts and talent.

Most true disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect had only one comment about this:

An enviable fool.

Next, he looked at Xu Xin.

Undoubtedly, this was a smiling tiger—calling others brothers one moment and attacking them the next.

Moreover, this person was astonishingly bold.

No matter what, Chong Ming was the direct bloodline of a peak Foundation Establishment True Person, yet Xu Xin dared to confront him openly, even harboring murderous intent.

Describing him as a madman was not an exaggeration.

As for the two true disciples who had been silently watching the drama unfold, one was male, the other female.

The male had no known name; even Qin Tianhe only knew his Daoist title, ”Flood Dragon.” The female was named Bi Feiyuan, a true disciple from Mending Heaven Peak.

Having escaped the encirclement, their strength was naturally formidable.

Daoist Flood Dragon hailed from Beast Taming Peak, one of the Four Inner Peaks.

His greatest ambition was to transform himself into a dragon. After joining Beast Taming Peak, he spent nearly every day transplanting beast parts onto himself.

According to him, true dragons possessed nine aspects.

Therefore, if he could integrate the nine types of beasts representing these aspects into his body, he could break through Foundation Establishment and become a true dragon.

Thus, beneath his seemingly normal appearance, his body was composed entirely of beast components.

A typical lunatic.

As for Bi Feiyuan, she was equally renowned.

In appearance, Bi Feiyuan was a stunning woman in her late teens, her voluptuous figure clad only in a thin veil, revealing a rosy hue.

That alone wasnʼt particularly noteworthy.

After all, Mending Heaven Peak was known for such things.

What truly set her apart among countless disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect and earned her the status of a true disciple was her mastery of a great divine ability called ”Demonic Heart Seeded in the Sea of Desire.”

As the name implied, this ability caused anyone who harbored lustful thoughts toward her to fall into madness.

Therefore, Bi Feiyuan dressed so scantily, and whenever she engaged in combat, her first move was to tear off her clothes and fight her enemies bare-chested.

Its effectiveness was akin to a mass destruction weapon.

Undoubtedly, she was a formidable seductress.

Oh, and then there was Qin Tianhe.

He was a slacker.

At this thought, Lu Yang couldnʼt help but sigh.

Looking around, he saw fools, madmen, lunatics, and seductresses.

In this vast Primordial Saint Sect, was there not a single other good person as normal as himself?