Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 30: Mending Heaven Peak Master

In his previous life, Lu Yang had painstakingly studied the Dao of formations, and the grand formation he finally engraved on the Blood Sun Sword Pill was a sword formation named “Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation.”

The formation was structured by Three Essentials and Nine Palaces, primarily powered by the sword qi river driven by the Blood Sun Sword Pill, and supplemented by the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light.

Lu Yang had even specifically designed three hundred and sixty formation eyes, and according to his concept, as long as three hundred and sixty cultivators entered and occupied them, the power of the formation could be brought to its peak.

He had already thought this part through.

Once he seized back his Innate True Qi Myriad Spirits Banner from Liu Xin, he would let the banner spirit enter the formation eyes—it would be not only efficient and convenient but also portable.

But for now, he had to control the formation personally.

“Open!” Lu Yang made a hand seal, and the Blood Sun Sword Pill resonated.

Inside the formation, a river from the south surged toward the north, covering the firmament and stretching beyond sight.

At this moment, Lu Yuanchun, Zhao Xuhe, and all the others were already trapped within the heavenly river.

The river roared, and sword qi surged endlessly every moment.

A few cultivators with weaker cultivation levels barely managed a scream before turning into blood blossoms in the river.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yuanchun’s expression changed drastically.

“This is impossible! Although Master mentioned that this person knows formations, I didn’t even give him time to lay one—why are we still caught in a formation?”

Lu Yuanchun naturally could not comprehend.

Because the Blood Sun Sword Pill was no ordinary magical tool—it was a formation treasure.

So-called formation treasures were formations themselves—the moment one willed it, the formation was complete, with no need for setup!

And now that they had fallen into it, everything had exceeded Lu Yuanchun’s expectations.

After all, formations borrowed the marvels of heaven and earth, harnessed their powers, and were known to be invincible at the same realm.

Although he prided himself on his strength, falling into a formation still shook his confidence.

Could it be that today he would really capsize in a ditch?

At this thought, Lu Yuanchun’s expression became even gloomier, no longer as confident as before, and even Zhao Xuhe beside him began to grow uneasy.

“Senior Brother, this formation…”

“Junior Brother, be careful. I fear today’s situation has taken an unexpected turn,” Lu Yuanchun whispered while simultaneously summoning the Radiant Mirror of Treasured Light into the air to protect himself.

At this moment, Lu Yuanchun still held onto a glimmer of hope.

In his eyes, Lu Yang was merely an ordinary disciple who had stumbled upon some opportunity.

Though knowledgeable, he had only recently joined the sect.

Even if he understood formations, how much could he possibly control?

As for this formation—could it not be some remnant left behind by an elder?

Yet in the next second, Lu Yang shattered his illusion.

With a cold expression and a mere thought, Lu Yang pointed, and the once-clear river of sword qi instantly turned a glaring shade of crimson.

Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light!

This divine ability was tremendously powerful, infamous for “brushing causes harm, touching means death.”

However, that also meant it only showed effect when it hit the target.

If it missed, it achieved nothing.

But within the “Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation,” Lu Yang had solved this flaw—anyone inside the formation was effectively immersed in the divine light!

In other words, once it was activated, it could not miss!

In an instant, Lu Yuanchun felt the earth tremble and the mountains sway.

His remaining junior brothers screamed one after another, and within moments, they were turned into human skins!

“Not good!”

Lu Yuanchun’s expression changed drastically as he gritted his teeth and changed his hand seal.

The aura around the Radiant Mirror of Treasured Light above his head instantly became chaotic and violent.

One glance was enough for Lu Yang to realize what was happening.

“Self-detonating your magical tool? Naive!”

The Radiant Mirror of Treasured Light was clearly a top-tier magical tool.

If Lu Yuanchun detonated it, he might indeed tear open the formation and carve out a path to escape.

But that assumed Lu Yang didn’t understand formations.

Ordinary formations, even with someone operating them, could only follow predetermined rules—they were dead formations.

However, a formation master at the helm made all the difference.

A capable formation master could adjust the formation in real time according to changes on the battlefield.

Thus, a dead formation became a living one—its power beyond comparison.

Let alone the fact that the “Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation” was personally created by Lu Yang, wielded as smoothly as moving his own limbs.

So the moment Lu Yuanchun detonated the magical tool, Lu Yang acted.

With one hand calculating and the other manipulating formation patterns, he instantly dispersed the concentrated explosion across the entire formation.

Once dispersed, the explosive force diminished severalfold.

The formation, which would have been broken, remained perfectly intact.

He even took advantage of the crack from the shattered mirror to engulf both Lu Yuanchun and Zhao Xuhe.

Zhao Xuhe didn’t even have time to scream before being reduced to a desiccated corpse.

“Impossible! This bastard is actually a formation master?!”

Lu Yuanchun’s face turned ashen.

He felt all his flesh and blood pouring out like a dam burst, clearly about to follow Zhao Xuhe into death.

“Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light…”

At the brink of life and death, fear snuffed out his rage.

Lu Yuanchun’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets, but he was powerless—finally, he accepted his fate and lowered his head.

“Boom!”

The next second, a jade pendant at Lu Yuanchun’s waist quietly shattered.

Immediately, it released boundless light and broke Lu Yang’s grand formation in an instant!

Seeing this, Lu Yang’s pupils shrank as he looked to the heavens.

Where his gaze fell, the radiance outlined a solemn and commanding face in the sky, calm yet awe-inspiring, tens of thousands of feet high!

That face showed no emotion, and its eyes gleamed like sun and moon.

Even though Lu Yang only made eye contact for a moment, sharp pain brought tears to his eyes.

His entire true qi was suppressed by seventy to eighty percent on the spot, nearly causing him to fall from the sky.

The giant face looked down, and a thunderous voice echoed from the mountains:

“Insolence!”

The voice was not loud, yet it sounded like it carried the weight of heaven’s mandate.

Lu Yang instantly became a target of the world’s contempt—spiritual qi fled from him as if avoiding a plague.

The intangible gaze weighed on Lu Yang like Mount Tai.

Even the ground beneath him began to crack inch by inch.

Such a scene naturally alarmed the entire Mending Heaven Peak.

At once, countless disciples in closed-door cultivation awakened and stepped out of their cave dwellings.

Seeing the massive face in the sky, they were struck with terror.

“Greetings, Peak Master!”

“Greetings, Peak Master!”

Some veteran disciples from Mending Heaven Peak recognized the face and immediately broke into cold sweat, kneeling without hesitation and kowtowing repeatedly.

Mending Heaven Peak Master!

Lu Yang finally learned the identity of Zhao Xuhe’s mysterious master—the Peak Master of Mending Heaven Peak, a Foundation Establishment True Person who oversaw one of the four inner peaks of the Primordial Saint Sect!

“Boom rumble—!”

As the words fell, the formation diagram Lu Yang had painstakingly refined in his previous life began to crumble.

Large swaths of formation patterns even exploded where they stood.

Witnessing this, Lu Yang could not help but reveal a trace of helplessness.

The gap between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment had completely surpassed his imagination.

Twenty years of painstaking effort and achievements—defeated by the mere title of “Foundation Establishment True Person!”

Just a mild rebuke, and it had come to this?