Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 542: Heaven and Earth Answer to Me, Meeting the Zouyu

Looking at Chong Guang, Lu Yang’s mind rapidly flashed with speculation:

‘The one who guided Uncle-Master Chong Guang must be either True Lord Feixue or the Founding Ancestor of the Sacred Sect.’

As for the Sacred Sect’s Founding Ancestor, there was no need to say more. Regarding True Lord Feixue, 【Angxiao】 had once said that he believed both she and Lu Yang came from the same place.

At the time, Lu Yang hadn’t fully understood.

Now thinking back, he already had a guess: 【Angxiao】 most likely believed that he, like the descendants of the Zouyu, originated from that slice of history trimmed away by the World-Honored One!

Following that logic—True Lord Feixue must be the same.

‘If Qingcheng Feixue is like the descendants of the Zouyu, then her guiding of Chong Guang would not be surprising. But is she really able to contact the present world?’

It had only been just over a decade!

No—perhaps contact in the present wasn’t even necessary. Leaving behind contingency plans ahead of time could achieve the same effect. Of course, there was also the possibility that the Founding Ancestor had descended to the mortal realm.

At that thought, Lu Yang shook his head again. Compared to the Sacred Sect’s Founding Ancestor, he still found Qingcheng Feixue more trustworthy—not out of underestimating the Founding Ancestor, but quite the opposite. The Sacred Sect’s Founding Ancestor stood too high above, and it didn’t seem like someone who would personally descend to guide a junior.

‘In any case, I’ll likely need to make a trip to the Sacred Sect.’

As this thought arose, Lu Yang immediately revealed a smile and looked toward Chong Guang. “Fellow Daoist, could you wait here for me a moment? I’ve long yearned for Jiangbei.”

Chong Guang nodded upon hearing this.

Judging by his expression, he was clearly not surprised by Lu Yang’s intention to visit the Sacred Sect, as if he too understood the role his information had played.

“Swish—swish—”

As he watched Chong Guang depart temporarily, Lu Yang’s eyes slightly narrowed. With hands clasped behind his back, a breeze from nowhere gently lifted the long strands of hair at his temples.

It was proof of his inner state being stirred.

To this day, Lu Yang no longer worried that after reversing the timeline in Chentu ahead of schedule, Chong Guang would seek the Golden Core before him—because he was now frighteningly powerful.

Foundation Establishment perfected, returning to the origin.

This was neither cultivation level nor realm, unrelated to Dao attainment, and not something external like spirit treasures could grant—it was an exceedingly profound state.

To Lu Yang, this state undoubtedly magnified the favor of fruit position to its extreme, allowing him to draw upon a sliver of its power even while still at the Foundation stage. Compared to a Golden Core True Lord, it was insignificant—a gap like mud to clouds—but for Foundation level, it was already a symbol of invincibility.

In other words, as long as Lu Yang willed it—

The current him could easily slay Chong Guang in a direct confrontation. So even if Chong Guang somehow sought the Golden Core first, Lu Yang could still ensure he would fail.

But clearly, Chong Guang understood this too, and was thus very cooperative.

To this, Lu Yang was quite gratified. After all, he was one who valued past bonds, and so long as it didn’t threaten himself, he didn’t mind giving others a chance.

What mattered now was continuing to improve himself.

“First, I’ll refine the Qi of the【Ten Thousand Martial World】!”

Lu Yang placed the jade box delivered by Chong Guang upon his palm, and soon activated【Qiantian’s Dominion over All Phenomena】, beginning to voraciously devour the foreign Qi contained within the jade box.

“Boom!”

Behind Lu Yang’s head, billowing black flames erupted, illuminating concentric circles of radiant light, within which sat a majestic deity—green-faced and tusked, with three heads and six arms.

Yet as the Qi of the【Ten Thousand Martial World】was continuously devoured, the deity’s form began to change—it first lost the three heads and six arms, then the tusks and green face, and eventually even the black flames extinguished. All strange phenomena collapsed inward, ultimately transforming into a swirl of intertwined black and gold.

杂气尽祛，精纯圆满。

All turbid Qi was purged, leaving only pure perfection.

Only then did Lu Yang open his eyes, just to find the sun setting and the moon rising. He frowned and counted on his fingers, realizing with surprise that over a full month had already passed.

In the next second, his eyes gleamed.

The former【Qiantian’s Dominion over All Phenomena Dharma Body】had now shed its qualifiers—【Dharma Body】, 【All Phenomena】, 【Dominion】, 【Qiantian】—leaving behind only a single word:

【Heaven】！

In an instant, Lu Yang’s entire aura transformed. Centered on him, the black-gold hues gradually brightened, merging into the surrounding heavens and earth.

And under the influence of this color, Lu Yang’s figure began to blur.

Indescribable, ineffable—only the black-gold light flowed. A mere glance from a mortal would cause immediate and bizarre distortions in the mind.

What was【Heaven】?

Lu Yang now understood acutely: wherever his divine presence reached, all things and phenomena seemed to orbit and circulate around him.

Ordinary cultivators would have to find dragon veins and align geomantic formations to achieve what’s called “I respond to Heaven and Earth”—a process frighteningly complex.

Yet Lu Yang cast aside all that ritual. By simply sitting there, the ambient energies of the entire Huànmíng City began resonating with him on their own accord. If using Feng Shui formations allowed one to say “I respond to Heaven and Earth,” then what Lu Yang now enacted was—

“Heaven and Earth Respond to Me!”

The effect might appear the same—but in reality, the difference was worlds apart!

Not to mention, a perfected second-grade true technique had immense benefits for seeking the Golden Core, even directly influencing the cultivation base afterward!

“.Fellow Daoist, let’s go.”

Lu Yang’s lips parted. Though his voice wasn’t loud, and he hadn’t used any magical force, in the instant he spoke, all of Huànmíng City’s jade towers and celestial pavilions erupted in booming echoes!

They had become Lu Yang’s megaphone in that moment.

Violent winds howled, jade pavilions trembled, the earth rumbled—all resonating with Lu Yang’s voice, transmitting it straight into Chong Guang’s secluded chamber.

“Boom!”

As the voice arrived, Chong Guang’s eyes abruptly snapped open. Exiting the chamber, he looked toward the【Star-Plucking Tower】with a trace of astonishment in his eyes:

‘A true unparalleled prodigy!’

‘He completed the Qi harvesting so quickly—and with the quality of the【Ten Thousand Martial World】, if he truly achieves Golden Core, he’ll stabilize his realm in no time!’

Putting away these thoughts, Chong Guang immediately soared on a beam of light.

At the same time, Lu Yang also calmly stepped down from the【Star-Plucking Tower】. The two exchanged no further words; with mutual understanding, they flew toward Jiangbei.

However, unlike Chong Guang, Lu Yang, who had achieved【Heaven】, no longer needed to ride light. Instead, he walked casually amid the sea of clouds, and with each step he took, the land beneath him actively surged forward to carry him across. His speed exceeded even flight by several times!

Jiangbei, Sky-reaching Sea of Clouds, Sacred Fire Cliff.

A beam of light descended from the heavens, and from it stepped out Chong Guang—just as a heavy footstep rang out beside him.

“Thud!”

Turning his head, he saw Lu Yang riding wind and cloud, landing gracefully on the Sacred Fire Cliff. His garments fluttered in the breeze, making him seem like an immortal among mortals.

This change startled Chong Guang slightly.

The Lu Yang of before, after leading the Dao Court for ten years, had exuded a domineering and dignified presence. But now, that quality was gone.

What replaced it was a transcendent and aloof demeanor, like that of a celestial being.

At that moment, an elderly man with white hair and beard swiftly emerged from within the Sacred Fire Cliff. The moment he saw them, he bowed deeply with great ceremony:

“Servant-class cultivator Yu Zhou pays respects to the two honored masters.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Yang immediately turned his gaze and calculated with his fingers—instantly understanding the man’s identity:

This man was the clan chief of the Zouyu descendants in the Sacred Sect!C