Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 394: Take Them All!

Lu Yang could only guess at the frustration on the side of the Immortal Spirit Chapter, but he was not privy to the full details.

At this moment, he had already withdrawn his gaze, no longer paying attention to Mu Changsheng within the Artifact Refinement Secret Realm. He even decisively severed his connection with the ancestor of the Yun family.

The reason was simple.

ʼJust now, for a brief moment, I actually had the thought of manipulating the Yun family ancestor to recruit Mu Changsheng and incorporate him into the Myriad Spirits Banner.ʼ

This single thought prompted Lu Yang to sever the connection.

Whether he was being overly cautious or making a mountain out of a molehill, the role of an Innate True Person was simply too significant for him to handle at this time.

Only a True Lord might be able to manage it.

”What secret of the Dao Lord, what Mu Changsheng—all are illusory! Only my own strength is the most genuine. The pressing matter is to continue improving!”

Lu Yang took a deep breath and sat upright within the 【Heaven of Parting Sorrow】.

Without any conscious effort on his part, a vast amount of incense power began to converge. He was surprised to find that this incense power was even more abundant than he had anticipated!

ʼAh, thatʼs right. After all, besides the 【Mother of No Birth】, the White Lotus Sect also worshipped numerous divine lords and deities, which siphoned off a significant portion of the incense power. Now that Iʼve eliminated them all and consolidated the incense power, a rough estimate suggests... I might be able to support two more individuals at the peak of Foundation Establishment!ʼ

This was an unexpected delight.

Given that the White Lotus Sect had such a foundation of incense power, the City God system and the ancestral temples of the imperial court, which were on par with it, must also possess substantial incense reserves.

In other words:

ʼIf I replicate this method and find a way to strip the incense foundations of the other two factions in the Seven Luminaries Heaven, I could assemble nine individuals at the peak of Foundation Establishment.ʼ

However, as this thought crossed his mind, Lu Yangʼs expression gradually calmed.

ʼBut this approach is too slow.ʼ

Among the three factions, the White Lotus Sect was already considered the smallest, yet it still took him ten years to strip its foundation. The remaining two would be even more time-consuming.

ʼBack then, Uncle Master Chong Guang initiated the Great Strife Era, which lasted only sixty years. Once that time passes and the True Lords return, what use is it for me to hold a false golden position?ʼ

Only by holding a false golden position before the return of the True Lords could he maximize the benefits!

Moreover, he had to consider the next life.

The incense deity path was entirely established upon the fruit positions of the Seven Luminaries Heaven. If he were to restart and leave the Seven Luminaries Heaven, could these banner spirits still generate incense?

If not, wouldnʼt all his efforts be in vain?

At this thought, a bolder idea suddenly emerged in Lu Yangʼs mind: ʼPerhaps... there is another way to resolve these issues.ʼ

Seven Luminaries Heaven, Central State, Heavenly Capital City.

This place was the core of the entire Central State, the center of the City God system, and the location of the royal ancestral temple. At this moment, two consciousnesses were successively awakening.

”Just now, the Mother of No Birth... disappeared for a moment.”

Of the two consciousnesses, one was naturally the Lord of all City Gods, the Capital City God Wu Ning, whose incense divine register was 【Heavenly Mandate Overseer of the Nation and Peopleʼs Prosperity and Bright Spirit King】.

The other was the founding ancestor of the Great Yan Dynasty, worshipped in the royal ancestral temple.

The Yan Ancestor, the Capital City God, and the Mother of No Birth—these three incense deities at the peak of Foundation Establishment had jointly crafted the current situation of the Seven Luminaries Heaven.

Therefore, they were most concerned about each other. At this moment, under divine sense investigation, they immediately sensed fluctuations in the worldʼs incense power. However, the more they sensed, the more alarmed they became, because they discovered that the incense power originally belonging to the White Lotus Sect had, without exception, changed its object of worship.

”What is going on?”

The Yan Ancestor was puzzled and felt a bit uneasy. After all, incense deities like him favored stability and were most wary of variables.

”Somethingʼs not right!”

The Capital City God also had a solemn expression. His gaze followed the trail of incense and soon saw a figure sitting in the center of the sea of clouds, absorbing the incense.

Who was that?

It was a young Daoist with handsome features, surrounded by endless incense. Merely sitting there, he overshadowed all else.

Wherever his gaze fell, it seemed not to be a person but a vast expanse of sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, compelling all attention. More importantly, the incense enveloping him was unimaginably immense! The entire White Lotus Sectʼs incense had been gathered upon him!

”Heʼs gone mad!”

The Capital City God was the first to speak. The power of incense contained countless distracting thoughts. The more one used it, the greater the impact on oneʼs mind. It had to be dispersed.

Otherwise, why would there be a City God system?

If not for this drawback, why wouldnʼt he have all the people in the world worship him alone as the Capital City God, instead of appointing so many City Gods to share the incense?

Yet the person before them was utterly indifferent to the impact of the incense!

Why?

”Wait...”

On the other side, the Yan Ancestor noticed something: ”That Daoist... heʼs not alone. Inside him? It seems there are others assisting him!”

Upon hearing this, the Capital City God was slightly moved. He gathered the incense into his eyes, fully exerted his divine powers, and looked towards the 【Heaven of Parting Sorrow】. Only then did he finally see the scene within: amidst the layers of mountains, three figures sat cross-legged. They were the true bearers of the White Lotus Sectʼs incense.

Ancestor Ting You, the banner spirit Mother of No Birth, and Long Yue.

Seeing this, the Yan Ancestor and the Capital City God immediately changed their expressions. Especially the Yan Ancestor, who couldnʼt help but say in a deep voice: ”This is sheer recklessness!”

On the other side, the Capital City God also frowned: ”What exactly is he trying to do?”

How could incense deities be personally conferred?

Wasnʼt he afraid that the incense deities he cultivated would betray him?

Moreover, what was the use of cultivating so many incense deities? They couldnʼt possibly engage in actual combat; otherwise, it would inevitably affect the populace, leading to mutual destruction.

Apart from having others compete with him for incense, what was the point?

”Hu—”

Meanwhile, Lu Yang, having reformed his human form from the 【Heaven of Parting Sorrow】, exhaled a deep breath, a sharp gleam appearing in his eyes.

ʼSuccess or failure hinges on this one move.ʼ

Until now, Lu Yang had always considered himself an ordinary person.

He had some talent, but not enough.

He had some determination, but he also felt fear.

He had some skills, but they were far from sufficient.

ʼUncle Master Chong Guang said that one must rely on oneself, but I feel that human effort has its limits.ʼ

After ten lifetimes of cultivation, this life had taught him the most.

Despite all his calculations, he lost his Immortal Spirit body, was nearly frightened to death by the World Honored One, and ultimately had to leave his homeland. Every step he took left him with no choice.

He had plans, yet was forced to change them.

He had goals, yet was forced to abandon them.

While fishing for enjoyment was satisfying, it was ultimately a form of escapism. In the end, it only left him feeling empty and aimless, without any sense of accomplishment. Moreover, he hadnʼt changed anything.

He was still the one manipulated by heaven and earth, targeted by the Buddhaʼs child sent by the World Honored One, and ultimately forced to flee like a homeless dog!

At this thought, Lu Yang had already made up his mind.

ʼ...Take a gamble!ʼ

He would refine the entire Seven Luminaries Heaven into the Myriad Spirits Banner!

Not just the incense of mortals, but also the very source of the incense deity path, the embryonic form of the fruit positions of the Seven Luminaries Heaven—he wanted them all!

Pack them all up and take them away!