Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 556: Rather Die!

Thinking of this, Lu Yang’s understanding of the 【Pseudo-History】 deepened even further.

‘This piece of 【Pseudo-History】 is practically like an ultra-massive ground for causal deduction, capable of simulating the future, which can then be applied to the real world!’

It was almost like—

‘【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】.’

Of course, in terms of power, the truly reopened 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】 had already transcended, far beyond what this fragment of 【Pseudo-History】 could compare to.

But the effect was remarkably similar.

‘Using the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】 was me personally restarting history. I could learn in advance many pieces of intelligence I didn’t know before, thus altering the future.’

‘And within this fragment of 【Pseudo-History】, I can similarly use 【Pseudo-History】 to deduce the trend of future situations ahead of time, grasp information of what is to come. Although itʼs far less precise than me personally restarting, it still serves as a reference. In fact, this was probably exactly what 【Ang Xiao】 did back then!’

【Pseudo-History】 even had another advantage.

It could strip the origin of the person from whom the 【Pseudo-History】 was taken and apply that future possibility onto oneself, ensuring that one would inevitably reach a particular future.

This was something even the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】 could not achieve!

After all, the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】 was merely a reset, and every different decision one made would lead to a different future due to the butterfly effect.

‘This is practically cheating!’

Thinking this, Lu Yang was immediately enraged, for he had always despised two types of people in his life—the kind who cheated without reason!

What’s that? The one cheating is me?

Then never mind!

Lu Yang took a deep breath, calming himself, and looked toward Hongtian, only to see that Hongtian had also finished his contemplation and lifted his head to meet his gaze.

The next second, Hongtian clasped his hands and bowed:

“This time, I must thank you, fellow Daoist, for resolving my doubts. If not for your guidance, I might not even have known how I would die. That would have been truly suffocating to the extreme.”

“As for how to break this predicament…”

At this, Hongtian let out a soft laugh: “While it might not completely resolve the crisis, there are still methods to buy time for me to seek the Golden Core.”

“Oh?” Lu Yang’s eyes lit up at his words.

However, Hongtian said no more, clearly unwilling to reveal the method.

Lu Yang had no intention of prying either—after all, even if Hongtian did share it, who could say whether it was true or not? It was better to wait and see when the time came for him to seek the Golden Core; everything would naturally become clear.

“In that case… may you succeed, fellow Daoist.”

Lu Yang swept his sleeves and stood up, speaking lightly: “You may leave this body behind. If you ever wish to communicate with me again, simply use your magic power to awaken it.”

At these words, Hongtian also nodded and smiled:

“No need to see me off.”

Severing the link with the 【Puppet on Strings】,

In the inner lands, at the Zouyu Ruins, Lu Yang opened his eyes, stepped out of the quiet chamber, and looked up at the sun and moon in the sky.

In the 【Pseudo-History】, due to Hongtian’s presence, the 【Heavenly Fire】 had also manifested into the world, suspended high in the sky, reflecting a scene of sun and moon shining together.

But curiously, it had no reaction to Lu Yang.

Moreover, based on Lu Yang’s perception, that so-called 【Heavenly Fire】 felt somewhat illusory, like the moon in water or flowers in a mirror—not a truly existent thing.

‘【Pseudo-History】… and the present world are ultimately different.’

Including the people here, the same held true.

The previously summoned and slain Suo Lan had simply vanished into thin air after death; otherwise, Lu Yang had considered refining him into a Banner Spirit to store within the Myriad Spirits Banner.

‘And then there’s Hongtian…’

At this point, Lu Yang had vaguely grasped the intention of the Sacred Sect’s Founding Ancestor.

‘He wanted me to witness a preview within the 【Pseudo-History】!’

‘Otherwise, how could it be explained that I arrived at just the right moment—like a stage play where, as soon as I stepped in, Hongtian was preparing to seek the Golden Core and ascend.’

After all—

‘A lack of Dao attainment and degraded fate being the only two traps to prove the【Heavenly Fire】? Could it really be that simple?’

It wasn’t that Lu Yang looked down on the Dao Court Dao Lord.

Rather, although the trap was indeed significant, Hongtian wasn’t without options—not yet at the point of having no recourse. It clearly couldn’t be called a certain death trap.

‘So… there must be something even worse!’

At this thought, Lu Yang lowered his eyelids, concealing the emotions surging in his eyes.

‘I don’t know… I’m certain there’s a bigger trap, but I don’t know what it is! That’s the real problem!’

Next, he thought again of Hongtian, and sighed inwardly.

He had once considered helping Hongtian seek the Golden Core, and then striking him down at the last moment—this way he could obtain a guaranteed success in seeking the Golden Core for himself.

But now, he had come to a realization:

‘Within this fragment of 【Pseudo-History】, perhaps there was never any chance for Hongtian to succeed in seeking the Golden Core from the very beginning. This was a deathtrap—a scenario with no chance of survival!’

Inside the 【Hidden Mechanism Hall】.

As Lu Yang withdrew his consciousness, the puppet collapsed onto the ground in a faint. Hongtian casually picked it up while his eyes remained hollow as he stared ahead.

Just then, a voice rang out:

“Have doubts in your heart?”

Hongtian smiled faintly at the question: “Something like that, Yama. Tell me—what kind of world do you think exists outside this simulation we deduced? What kind of scene would we see?”

After a moment of silence, the voice replied again:

“If you want to know, just go out and see for yourself.”

Hongtian sighed: “Hard to get out… Someone doesn’t want us to leave. The Immortal Court—I suspect they have issues. They might know deeper secrets.”

“No need to overthink.”

The voice was powerful and firm: “All you need to do is fully strive to prove the【Heavenly Fire】. Once it’s proven, the path ahead will naturally open up.”

“That’s exactly the issue.”

Hongtian exhaled deeply and said: “That person from outside has never shown the slightest killing intent toward me—unlike that mysterious True Lord last time.”

“There’s something wrong here.”

A slight frown formed between Hongtian’s brows: “From what I’ve deduced, outsiders can kill us to seize something—seemingly some future tied to us.”

“That mysterious True Lord from last time killed 【Ling Xiao】 precisely for that reason.”

“But this time, the outsider—this Lu Yang… his cultivation is similar to mine, also seeking the【Heavenly Fire】, and highly similar to me.”

“If so, then my future should be valuable to him.”

“After all, I have a chance of succeeding in seeking the Golden Core. What’s more, I even just told him outright that I had a method to solve the problem of the Immortal Court.”

“Yet he still did nothing.”

“Was it fear of the forces behind me? Impossible. That man clearly had heavy demonic tendencies—he wouldn’t give up just for something so minor.”

“Unless…”

At this point, Hongtian looked up at the sky, eyes filled with desolation:

“He was absolutely certain—that even if I could solve the Immortal Court’s problem, I would still die for sure. Which means seizing the future tied to me was utterly pointless.”

As the words fell, silence enveloped the 【Hidden Mechanism Hall】.

After a long time, the voice spoke again: “So? Are you going to give up?”

“Retread the path of【Overturned Lamp Fire】. With your cultivation, you could easily return to your place. To quietly cultivate here wouldnʼt be a bad choice.”

“Quietly cultivate?”

At those words, Hongtian grinned: “Ever since the World-Honored One attained Dao, we’ve not even been able to leave this place—trapped here, all under the pretense of quiet cultivation.”

“In my eyes, it’s nothing more than drunken oblivion.”

“If I must live like that…”

As his voice trailed off, a fierce ambition flared in Hongtian’s eyes—like a caged bird yearning for the vast, boundless sky.

“ㄴRather die!”