Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 513: “I will not enjoy this glory alone.”

“Boom!”

A brilliant white radiance lit up heaven and earth in that moment. But under that light, Empress Xiao’s face was wrought with terror.

Everything had happened too quickly.

From the moment Lu Yang summoned 【乾天总摄万象】, striking like lightning before one could even react — an attack far more wondrous than she could have imagined, a stealth strike.

Then she came to her senses.

Before she could recover from her shock and confusion, her vision already met a sword’s edge — Lu Yang, sword in hand, holding 【历劫波】, stood before her.

What could she do under such circumstances?

What could she possibly do?

‘【与世同】.’

In an instant, with soul‑shaking discomfort, Empress Xiao forced herself to cast aside all thought and immediately drew out her trump card.

In that moment, web-like patterns spread from the radiant circle behind her head, linking heaven and earth, wrapping her entire body in a protective shell. Now, no matter how powerful an attack fell upon her, the result would be carried by heaven and earth — and her enemy would be struck by divine punishment.

Yet what came upon her was not the expected flash of a sword.

Instead it was Lu Yang’s palm. In his palm, the bright gleaming 【明君治】 slammed without obstruction onto her 【与世同】.

Stripping away!

Under Empress Xiao’s horrified gaze, the trump card she had relied on — 【与世同】 — was stripped away by Lu Yang, and floated to him as if it were willingly embracing him.

“Whoosh—whoosh—!”

A sea of floral fragrance once more thickened, blossoms swelling around her, about to engulf her form and help her escape the calamity, to flee from Lu Yang’s grasp.

But it was already too late. Just as Empress Xiao had been startled by Lu Yang’s sword‑light, and nearly expended her all to activate 【与世同】 — in the moment she shifted to use her divine power, even if only for a fleeting fraction of a second — she had been half a beat too slow. And Lu Yang’s 【明君治】 was already before her eyes; there was simply no time to dodge!

The next moment, Lu Yang’s 【明君治】 struck her.

【百花宫】? Stripped!

【含万宝】? Stripped!

As for the other divine powers derived from the Seven-Star Heavens, as well as her protective spiritual treasures, her phoenix‑crown, her ornate robe — all were stripped away! Not a single item remained for Empress Xiao!

In the blink of an eye, Empress Xiao fell from her lofty position — once a Foundation-Phase Perfected Great‑True Being with ten divine powers — to a dainty, helpless, beautiful noblewoman.

“You—”

For a moment, Empress Xiao’s bare body fell under the rosy glow, her fair face flushed with anger, yet she was pressed down by a single hand of Lu Yang.

“U‑u‑u…” she whimpered.

Lu Yang had long coveted the Empress’s cultivation. Now that he finally caught his chance, of course he spared no courtesy. He immediately drew from the Heaven‑Repairing True Scripture —

“Aah!”

The chilly, sorrowful cry of Empress Xiao echoed all around.

Outside the Kūnníng Palace, Crown Prince Longxing felt something was not quite right.

“Has Mother not emerged from seclusion yet?”

At this, the Five Capital Garrison Commanders guarding the gate shook their heads in unison: “Your Highness, we do not know. It may still take some time.”

“Still take time?”

“With the current chaos raging inside and outside Wu City — ministers, the Imperial Guard Division, and the Five Corps camps all clashing — it is exactly when Mother is supposed to take charge of the situation.”

Crown Prince Longxing frowned in displeasure. “You said earlier it would take time. Now you say you need more time? When will ʼtimeʼ be enough? Mother must be daft!”

Still, he did not dare force his way into Kūnníng Palace. He could only watch as tremors grew more severe, faint sounds coming from the palace, yet indistinct. Frowning, he finally swept aside his robes and turned away — leaving only a faintly swaying palace behind.

Inside the dim main hall.

The divine brilliance that had once surged had long since dimmed. The fierce battle was over. All that remained were two heavy breaths echoing inside the hall.

Empress Xiao kept her eyes tightly closed; her body was stained with the recent crimson marks of battle. Her protective robe had been torn to shreds. Her exquisite, jade‑like face looked dazed, her thoughts drifting as if still among the heavens. Only after a long moment did she snap back to consciousness — her expression indescribable.

“You—” Empress Xiao looked toward Lu Yang, her eyes dazed and glazed.

She had been the Empress of Jiayou Emperor, Matriarch of the Dao Court.

But just moments ago, she had been mercilessly subdued by Lu Yang; no matter how hard she begged, he paid no heed — until he completely knocked her out.

She had never before experienced such humiliation — her dignity and body defiled together.

It was truly intolerable. No!

The next second, Empress Xiao bit down sharply on her red lips: It’s the Heaven‑Repairing True Scripture! One of the highest demonic arts of the Demon Sect — and he has turned me into a mere furnace and cauldron for refining!

Upon thinking this, Empress Xiao immediately severed all distracting thoughts. On her perfect beauty, the noble grace of an Empress re‑emerged. Although that bearing clashed wholly with the way she clung to Lu Yang, even she did not notice the incongruity.

“What exactly do you intend to do?” she lowered her voice, teeth clenched. “Heaven‑Repairing True Scripture… are you a Grand‑True of the Demon Sect? Do you intend to use this means to seize my cultivation and knowledge?”

“Mm.”

Only then did Lu Yang speak: “With such tremendous reserves, it seems the Empress truly meant what she said about being able to read through the Four Vault Dao Repository.”

Empress Xiao’s cultivation really was profound.

Profound enough that not even the Heaven‑Repairing True Scripture could take all at once — this was the first time Lu Yang had encountered such a situation, and he could not help but voice his admiration.

‘Just poor me.’

Lu Yang shook his head, sighing inwardly: Although I myself do not care for women, for the sake of cultivation, I must grit my teeth and go on. A few more times — it’s really too troubling for me!

Having said that, he drew Empress Xiao into his arms again.

“Traitor!”

Empress Xiao was stunned: You still go on!?

Alas, now that all her divine powers, magic, treasures were stripped away by Lu Yang with 【明君治】, she had no strength left to stop him.

So she could only raise her tender white fist and strike Lu Yang’s chest hard.

Seeing this, Lu Yang chuckled lightly. “Your Highness the Empress… you really misunderstand me. If one compared carefully, you and I are on the same side.”

Tears of anger streamed down from Empress Xiao’s cheeks:

Aren’t we really on the same side now? We are one entity!

Lu Yang paid her no mind, continuing: “Your Highness the Empress, everything you’ve done — it’s really just to seek ‘Jin’. That’s something I can truly help you with.”

“Of course — on the condition that you willingly enter this one masterpiece of mine.”

With that, Lu Yang drew out the Ten‑Thousand‑Spirits Banner. Its flag fluttered; from it surged rolling black air, emanating a chilling aura that made Empress Xiao’s heart tremble with fear.

‘What kind of treasure is this?’

In her mind Empress Xiao reflected, and understood Lu Yang’s meaning — she immediately shook her head: “You want me to join your ranks, rebel with you?”

Lu Yang shook his head in reply, voice grave: “Failure is rebellion. Success is us restoring order — is that not right?”

As his words fell, Empress Xiao unconsciously held her breath, her delicate form tightening.

Yet Lu Yang did not stop:

“And Empress — with your cultivation and attainment, in the Dao Court you must occupy a high place already. But could you still ascend further?”

“Do you still hope to obtain ‘Jin’?”

“Compare that to your son — that incompetent Crown Prince of yours — he can smoothly ascend in the future and become a Golden‑Core True‑Sovereign.”

“Don’t you feel wronged?”

Lu Yang’s fiery eyes forced Empress Xiao’s head to bow. But then, the next second, Lu Yang’s palm gripped under her chin and forced her head up, compelling her to meet his gaze.

“Open your eyes wide and look at me!”

His voice was like the most seductive demonic melody; it drifted softly: “Empress… I once heard this saying, today I return it to you.”

“Although the nights spent seeking Jin may be short, the glow of that glory endures for a long time. And I will never enjoy this glory alone.”

At these words, the Ten‑Thousand‑Spirits Banner trembled.

Faintly, the external-path fruit rank from Lu Yang’s previous life — the completed other-path cultivation: the Seven-Star Heavens — began to emit a feeble aura.

“.!?”

Empress Xiao immediately widened her eyes.

At the same time, Lu Yang lowered his eyelids. The two locked gazes, breaths growing heavier, the temperature around them gradually rising.

The next moment, Empress Xiao no longer resisted. She pressed herself into Lu Yang’s arms.