Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

In a secluded chamber within Gai Bamboo Mountain.

Lü Yang sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, with strands of spiritual light floating before him.

Each strand represented a type of spiritual material, totaling three thousand six hundred kinds.

These were painstakingly collected by True Person Shangxuan, nearly depleting the resources of the Shangxuan Sword Sect.

Yet, before his death, he bestowed them all upon Lü Yang.

Immediately after, a platinum-colored aura emerged.

This was the Xin Metal Qi, also known as [Chong Guang], which he now held in his hand.

A stream of azure spiritual fire surged forth, continuously refining it.

“Fortunately, I possess a spiritual fire. Though it’s intended for healing, it’s still fire, and can barely suffice for refining. As for my crafting skills, thankfully, the requirements aren’t high. The key lies in the materials, which True Person Shangxuan has already prepared for me. Given my level, it’s adequate.”

In the next moment, Lü Yang waved his hand.

All the spiritual materials fell into his [Azure Luan Noon Fire], merging with the Xin Metal Qi, gradually forming the shape of a long sword.

However, even so, the final product wasn’t ideal.

Limited by Lü Yang’s own abilities, the resulting magical tool was likely of mid-grade quality. Even if it reached high-grade, it wouldn’t be considered exceptional.

Fortunately, Lü Yang had already prepared a remedy.

“Now’s the time!”

Without hesitation, Lü Yang took out the [Galaxy Sword Pill] gifted by Ye Xingfeng, a once high-grade flying sword now mostly destroyed.

“Perfect opportunity to make full use of it.”

With a grand gesture, Lü Yang threw the [Galaxy Sword Pill] into the flames, using it to refine the [Invisible Sword], aiming to enhance its quality.

After a long while, a long sword finally took shape within the flames.

[Invisible Sword]!

Everything proceeded smoothly. Once the magical tool was completed, it lightly fell into Lü Yang’s hand, immediately emanating a strong sense of spirituality.

As Lü Yang willed it, the spiritual sword instantly vanished from sight.

Silent and invisible!

“The secret flying sword of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion truly lives up to its reputation!” Lü Yang exclaimed with admiration. This [Invisible Sword] and the Abhī Sword were two extremes.

The Abhī Sword required gradual accumulation of [Human Slayer], favoring overwhelming force in combat, with grand and sweeping sword lights. In contrast, the [Invisible Sword] lacked even visible sword light; when wielded, not even the blade could be seen, completely blending into the ambient light, making it impossible for ordinary people to detect before being decapitated.

“One orthodox, one unconventional—perfectly suited for me!”

Lü Yang nodded in satisfaction, then infused his divine sense into the sword, intending to explore the wonders of the high-grade spiritual treasure he had painstakingly crafted.

However, he was stunned the next second.

Because this [Invisible Sword] possessed three mystical abilities, each imbued with profound meaning, causing Lü Yang to narrow his eyes.

The first mystical ability was named [Pierce the King].

As the name implied, this sword could sense the status and power of its target; the higher the status and greater the power, the more potent the sword’s strike, increasing the likelihood of a one-hit kill.

The second mystical ability was named [Coiled Steel].

Coiled Steel defied logic and order, overturning conventions. Thus, this sword wasn’t bound by rules; any defensive divine abilities or techniques were ineffective against it.

This was a sword meant to assassinate kings and emperors.

Lü Yang felt a chill down his spine and turned his attention to the final mystical ability, named [Chong Guang], outwardly manifesting as a radiant golden light.

“Is this the Golden Attribute!?”

Lü Yang had encountered the innate Dao’s sin before and personally experienced the transcendence brought by the Golden Attribute. At this moment, he felt the same sensation from the radiant golden light.

Was this Golden Attribute condensed from Chong Guang!?

Instinctively, Lü Yang wanted to extract it, but was repelled. The [Invisible Sword] radiated light, with the other two mystical abilities shining brilliantly.

[Pierce the King], [Coiled Steel].

A realization dawned in Lü Yang’s eyes: “Is this... my reward? They want me to assassinate King Qing, and this Golden Attribute is my compensation?”

Previously, he thought that by killing True Person Shangxuan and seizing the Xin Metal Qi, he had disrupted Chong Guang’s plans. Now, it seemed the opposite was true.

True Person Chong Guang had anticipated this outcome!

“No, that’s not right... It’s not anticipation; it’s preparation. It didn’t matter who the Xin Metal Qi ended up with.”

If it remained with True Person Shangxuan, he would still forge the [Invisible Sword]. In a confrontation, if he were defeated, the [Invisible Sword] would still fall into Lü Yang’s hands. The result remained unchanged. The only variable was if Lü Yang lost and was defeated by True Person Shangxuan—what then?

“No, that’s not a variable.”

Lü Yang pondered, his gaze growing brighter: “Concerning the pursuit of the Golden Attribute, how could True Person Chong Guang allow for variables? Even if they existed, he would eliminate them!”

“In other words, he must be absolutely certain.”

“He can be sure that regardless of how events unfold, True Person Shangxuan will ultimately die by my hand, and I will inevitably obtain the [Invisible Sword].”

This was unsettling.

How long had Chong Guang been reincarnated? Where did this absolute certainty come from?

At this thought, Lü Yang had a hypothesis, aligning with his understanding of the Primordial Saint Sect’s true persons and resolving his earlier doubts.

With this, he felt more confident.

Stowing away the [Invisible Sword], Lü Yang opened the door and stepped out of the chamber. In the next moment, True Person Yinshan descended with a flash of light, speaking gravely: “There’s movement at Dragon Guillotine Pass.”

“They’ve launched an attack.” True Person Yinshan’s expression was solemn.

“...What?”

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang showed surprise: “After the Shangxuan Sword Sect’s downfall, instead of fleeing, they dare to counterattack?”

Who gave them such courage?

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The next moment, Lü Yang suddenly understood, realizing why True Person Yinshan’s expression had turned grave—they had evidently thought of the same possibility.

“What now? Should we engage?”

True Person Yinshan spoke solemnly: “If a true person is indeed involved, we are bound to lose. But the Primordial Saint Sect won’t stand idly by; someone will surely act.”

“...No rush.”

Recalling his earlier hypothesis, Lü Yang shook his head: “Let’s first assess the situation. If it’s truly a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator acting, we’ll retreat immediately.”

True Person Yinshan nodded in agreement.

As true persons of the Primordial Saint Sect, they wouldn’t risk their lives for others. They’d fight favorable battles, endure challenging ones, but in desperate situations, they wouldn’t hesitate to flee.

Soon, the two soared into the sky.

Looking ahead, Yu Chan and Han Xiang had already led forces into battle. Countless divine abilities exploded in the heavens, while Qi Refining disciples engaged in bloody combat on the ground.

“...Seems manageable?”

Although Han Xiang and others were at a disadvantage, it was due to being outnumbered. If Lü Yang and True Person Yinshan joined the fray, the tide could quickly turn.

At that moment, Lü Yang and True Person Yinshan’s presence was noticed.

Among the crowd, Duo Bao Tongzi’s eyes lit up instantly. Pointing at Lü Yang, he shouted excitedly: “That’s Yuan Tu! Please, Venerable, make your move!”

The next second, everyone’s expressions changed dramatically!

Within Dragon Guillotine Pass, three men, their bodies inscribed with scriptures, let out agonized cries. Their flesh began to emit a golden glow.

Amidst the radiant light, the three men’s expressions gradually calmed. Though they had different appearances, they now seemed as one—brows slightly raised, smiles compassionate, hands clasped in prayer. Their aura surged, all reaching the peak of the Foundation Establishment mid-stage!

“...It’s the Pure Land!”

Han Xiang, Yu Chan, and others turned pale, gritting their teeth: “Damn bald monks! It’s a blessing technique... A true person from the Pure Land is aiding them remotely!”

At this moment, the qualities of true persons from the Primordial Saint Sect became evident.

While Han Xiang and other Jiangbei cultivators were still in shock, Yu Chan transformed into a streak of light, shielding them. True Person Yinshan turned to flee.

However, the next moment, both halted.

“...Yuan Tu?”

True Person Yinshan looked back in confusion, only to see Lü Yang not fleeing but observing the three figures enhanced by the Buddhist light with great interest.

‘These three... something’s off.’

Lü Yang sensed that the trio relied on burning their own Yang energy to allow the Pure Land true person to elevate them to the peak of the Foundation Establishment mid-stage.

What if they ran out of Yang energy?