Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Rumble!

Accompanied by thunderous rolling explosions, a streak of escaping light shot across the sky, followed by dozens of similar streaks.

In the fleeing light at the front, a young man in black robes with a gloomy expression was gritting his teeth as he continuously activated a spiritual treasure in his hand.

This treasure was named “Void-Piercing Sky-Escape Black Shuttle,” which could multiply the speed of flight and even allowed short-distance void traversal when empowered.

This man was none other than the true disciple of the Primordial Saint Sect, Qin Tianhe!

However, at this moment, Qin Tianhe looked extremely wretched.

If it weren’t for the “Void-Piercing Sky-Escape Black Shuttle” in his hand, he would have long been reduced to bones.

Behind him were a group of Buddhist cultivators in hot pursuit.

“These shameless bald donkeys are definitely playing dirty tricks!”

While fleeing, Qin Tianhe cursed furiously, clearly having noticed something was wrong.

After all, the speed at which these Buddhist cultivators gathered and their tracking precision were far too abnormal.

No matter how he concealed his Qi, this group could lock onto him with terrifying accuracy.

Of course, he had tried to turn around and counterattack.

However, this pursuing group was clearly not to be underestimated, and they were highly skilled in joint attack techniques.

Although the leader was slightly weaker than him, the difference wasn’t significant.

Under these circumstances, he had no chance of winning alone.

Thus, Qin Tianhe could only continue fleeing while cursing loudly behind him.

“Donor, your karmic connection has arrived.”

Behind him, a Buddhist cultivator pressed his palms together, his voice booming like thunder: “Our 【Fulong Temple】 is in need of protectors. You could serve as one for our temple.”

“The Demon Sect uses people as materials, commits countless evils, disrespects merit, and disregards cause and effect. It is a place full of karmic obstacles, not a land of pure cultivation.

If you can abandon darkness for the light, join the Pure Land, and from then on devote yourself to the righteous path, listening to the Supreme Teachings of the World Honored One, wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Why suffer in that Demon Sect any longer?”

“.Amitabha!”

In an instant, more than ten Buddhist cultivators responded in unison.

Amid the rolling thunderous voices, sutra recitations mixed in, causing Qin Tianhe’s head to throb violently, as if something was drilling into his sea of consciousness.

“Trying to convert me!?”

Qin Tianhe’s face turned iron-gray.

He forcibly circulated his True Qi, suppressing the Buddhist chants in his ears while accelerating his escape into the distance.

Seeing this, the leading Buddhist cultivator frowned deeply.

At the same time, another Buddhist cultivator stepped forward and whispered, “Senior Brother Guangming, this person is extremely skilled in escaping. He might not be easy to capture.”

Guangming shook his head and said, “Junior Brother, you don’t understand. Our master at 【Fulong Temple】 urgently needs to recruit more followers. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been sent to participate in this Dao-struggle. The purpose is to use this opportunity to convert outsiders and fill the ranks of 【Fulong Temple】, otherwise, how could we advance further?”

“This person’s methods are extraordinary. He is clearly a true disciple of the Demon Sect.”

“Therefore, the harder he is to catch, the more we must capture him!

On the righteous-demonic battlefield, if we truly manage to seize a true disciple of the Primordial Saint Sect, the Bodhisattva will surely protect us.”

“Continue the pursuit!”

As the leader of this group of Buddhist cultivators, since Guangming had spoken, no one dared to object and immediately continued chasing after Qin Tianhe.

Similar scenes were occurring all across the Boundary Heaven.

Of course, the disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect varied in strength.

Some were strong like Qin Tianhe, a true disciple, while others were merely at the late Qi Refining stage, leading to vastly different outcomes.

Some counterattacked furiously and killed their pursuers.

Some were besieged and died in battle after exhausting their strength.

Some, seeing no way to escape, self-destructed to perish with their enemies.

However, regardless of the outcome, being preemptively located, ambushed, and outnumbered, the losses of the Primordial Saint Sect were far greater than those of the Dao Court and the Pure Land.

In a desolate wilderness, sword light radiated brilliantly.

Clang!

With the fall of a magical sword, the void split open, revealing a tall and valiant woman who walked out, holding a severed head in her hand.

“Fairy Miaozhen lives up to her name!”

Below, Wang Jinting from the Dao Court clapped and laughed: “This Demon Sect true disciple was indeed formidable. Without the Fairy’s intervention, he wouldn’t have been easy to capture.”

“A mere demon is not worth mentioning.”

The tall woman replied coldly: “Now that my divine powers have been perfected and I am about to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, I must challenge the world with my sword. Using these demons as offerings for my sword is a fitting end for them.”

Outside Boundary Heaven, three True Lords sat in a circle, their Dharma Bodies towering into the heavens.

Their gazes overlooked all changes within Boundary Heaven, nothing escaping their divine sight.

At this moment, one of the Dharma Bodies suddenly burst into laughter: “Qing Cheng, it seems we have taken the lead this time!”

“Amitabha.”

Another Dharma Body chanted the Buddha’s name.

Although he didn’t say much, the meaning was clear—they believed they had already gained the upper hand.

After all, this time they came well-prepared.

Not only had they brought two targeted Fruit Position Treasures, but they had also created situations of ambush and outnumbering.

They even invited a true disciple from the Sword Pavilion as external reinforcement, filling the gap in high-end combat power, showing how much effort they had invested.

Naturally, the results were very satisfactory to them.

Such a marvelous opening!

However, despite the mockery from the two True Lords of the Dao Court and the Pure Land, Qing Cheng Feixue, the True Lord of the Primordial Saint Sect, remained utterly calm, seemingly unconcerned about the disadvantage.

Seeing her like this, the two True Lords frowned instead.

Could there be a problem?

The demonic sects were known for their ruthless and cunning ways.

Both Jiangdong and Jiangxi had deeply experienced this.

Qing Cheng Feixue’s calmness was truly unsettling.

‘But no matter what, this time the three factions have joined forces to suppress the Demonic Path.’

‘The advantage is ours!’

Boundary Heaven.

A fierce look gradually appeared on Qin Tianhe’s face.

He had been fleeing for half an hour, and his True Qi was nearly depleted.

Yet, Guangming and his group of Buddhist cultivators continued to pursue relentlessly.

Their more than ten streaks of escaping light even merged into a golden dragon shape.

Qin Tianhe recognized it.

It was the divine power of the Eight Divisions of Buddhist Followers of the Deep Joy Pure Land, specifically belonging to the 【Dragon Division】, not something ordinary among Buddhist cultivators.

What made Qin Tianhe feel utterly helpless was that he had vaguely guessed Guangming’s true intention.

“These bald donkeys… are using me as bait!”

Qin Tianhe gritted his teeth.

In fact, Guangming and the others could have killed him long ago, yet they deliberately kept him alive, maintaining the appearance of a relentless pursuit.

They were waiting to see if anyone would come to rescue him?

Thinking of this, Qin Tianhe suddenly found it a bit amusing.

What did these bald donkeys take the Primordial Saint Sect for?

A bunch of kind-hearted people who cared about their comrades and sacrificed themselves for others?

Rather than hoping for someone to save him, it was more realistic to find a few fellow disciples to use as human shields.

In fact, Qin Tianhe was already planning to do just that.

As the saying goes, “Better you die than I die.”

As a disciple of the Primordial Saint Sect, he had always been clear on such matters of life and death.

However, at this moment, a sudden whistling sound came from the sky.

“What… is that?”

“Looks like another demon from Jiangbei!”

Both Guangming and Qin Tianhe looked up at the same time, their faces lighting up with joy.

The former was pleased at finding another prey, while the latter was glad to have found someone to take the fall for him.

Boom!

In the next instant, a streak of light descended from the sky like a fiery meteor, causing the earth to shake and thunder to roar wherever it passed.

Only after landing did the light suddenly split apart.

Immediately after, Lü Yang stepped out from it, sword light surrounding him, stirring the spiritual tides in all directions.

The moment he appeared, Qin Tianhe froze on the spot.

Such a display made Guangming’s heart tense up as well.

He didn’t rush forward but instead stopped in his tracks and said in a deep voice, “May I ask where this donor comes from?”

Swish!

The Sword Pill exploded with a sharp hum, flashing in an instant!

Lü Yang didn’t bother to answer.

He raised his sword and struck directly.

The Buddhist cultivator at the front immediately activated his Dharma technique, erecting a sturdy golden body.

This was a common tactic of the Pure Land during group battles.

Those with forged golden bodies and many life-saving techniques stood at the front to shield the others.

The remaining Buddhist cultivators would then cast divine arts from behind, supplemented by formation support, forming a mobile fortress that could attack or defend.

Thus, when Lü Yang made his move, the Buddhist cultivators immediately responded in their usual formation.

“I’ll hold him off, you—”

Before the leading Buddhist cultivator could finish his sentence, he felt his voice cut off at the throat.

Then his vision spun wildly.

“…Ah?”

His golden body had been tempered for decades.

Ordinary high-grade magical treasures shouldn’t have been able to break through so easily.

But now, it felt like it was made of paper.

With a single sword strike, he was decapitated!

Lü Yang’s expression remained indifferent.

He didn’t know that the Pure Land and the Dao Court had already joined forces.

He didn’t know that the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion had sent an old acquaintance as external reinforcement for this battle.

Under the watchful eyes of the True Lords above, all he knew was that he was going to start a bloody slaughter!

The strength of his swings, the height of his raises, the precision of his spells, the speed of his pursuit—

Only by going all out could he show the Primordial Saint Sect’s True Lord his determination!