Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

“There is no time to lose, let’s leave tonight!”

After exiting the wondrous vision brought by the Abyss Sword 【Treading Danger】, Lü Yang immediately made a decision.

Now that he had obtained the Qi of Earth of the Wu element, he could no longer stay in this overseas land!

Thinking of this, Lü Yang felt somewhat regretful.

It was a pity that his cultivation was insufficient, and the distance between overseas and the mainland was too great.

Otherwise, he could have used 【Fixing Closeness and Distance】 to return to the Primordial Saint Sect in one step.

In the next second, Lü Yang rode a streak of escape light, quietly leaving the Immortal Alliance without alerting anyone.

As for the aftermath of Biyang Cultivation World and the Immortal Alliance, since the Qi of Earth of the Wu element was already in his hands, he had no interest in managing it any longer.

It was just perfect that he could also shake off that troublesome hot potato Guang Ming.

Lü Yang even chose to give up the opportunity of acquiring First-Grade True Qi of the Grand Completion Stage.

‘Not to mention that it might be a trap set by an Innate True Person, even if it wasn’t, given my current state of being locked on by Heaven and Earth’s killing intent, going there would be more perilous than fortunate.’

It was better to give it up!

At worst, once he returned to the Saint Sect, he could immediately report Daoist Hong Yun to True Person Chong Guang.

Let True Person Chong Guang eat the meat, and he could have some soup.

A man’s worth lay in knowing his limits.

Cross the river by feeling the stones; wear the pants that fit your bottom.

Three days after Lü Yang’s departure, Guang Ming finally noticed something was wrong.

When he came to seek an audience, he discovered that the secluded chamber where Lü Yang had previously gone into closed-door cultivation was already empty.

“He ran away?”

Guang Ming blinked, completely unable to understand Lü Yang’s thinking.

But soon, a wave of ecstasy surged in his heart.

It was best that the great devil had run away!

After all, the Immortal Alliance had already been slaughtered by Lü Yang to the point where not a single grand cultivator in the Integration Stage was left.

And now that Lü Yang had fled, Guang Ming was the number one in Biyang Cultivation World!

How could he not quickly open the temple gates wide and aggressively recruit a wave of disciples to fill the 【Fulong Temple】 and strengthen his power?

For subordinate forces, different powers had different control methods.

Compared to Lü Yang’s “Four-Step Strategy of the Primordial Saint”, the Pure Land’s methods could be described as simple and brutal—directly preaching doctrines and forcibly converting people into Buddhist cultivators.

Among the Four Great Powers, the Pure Land was also the most stable.

Because the Pure Land’s cultivation philosophy emphasized “unity of Brahma and self”.

Since they were united, everyone was “self”, and naturally, stability followed.

However, soon he received a report from someone in the Immortal Alliance.

“At the port of the Chaotic Current Sea, another outsider cultivator has been spotted?”

Guang Ming was stunned when he heard this.

Before he could react, a figure dressed in black silently appeared in the originally empty great hall.

“Hmm? Bald donkey?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Guang Ming immediately realized something was wrong.

Across the world, the Dao Court and the Pure Land had always been friendly, mostly referring to each other as high monks.

As for the Sword Pavilion, being the leader of the righteous path, needed to maintain some semblance of dignity.

Though they disliked these Buddhist cultivators, they would not immediately call them bald donkeys.

At most, they would reluctantly call them scripture-chanting monks.

So who would call them bald donkeys?

It had to be another True Person from the Primordial Saint Sect!

Guang Ming couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Amitabha, just out of the tiger’s den, only to enter the wolf’s lair... How bitter!

In the next second, Guang Ming smoothly slid to his knees and said, “Little monk Guang Ming pays respects. May I ask senior’s name?”

“Primordial Saint Sect, Wu Cang.”

The black-robed Daoist’s voice was cold and eerie.

“This place is quite interesting. Bald donkey, since you are a Buddhist cultivator of the Pure Land, you must have methods to treat physical injuries, right?”

Wu Cang had not been having a good time recently.

After fleeing far overseas, he had been searching for a place to heal.

But although the overseas territory was vast and boundless, it was barren.

Moreover, he was not skilled in divining the heavenly secrets.

Thus, he had expended great effort before finally finding Biyang Cultivation World.

As a result, after all this time, his injuries had not improved at all.

Even now, there was still a glaring scarlet sword mark on his waist and abdomen.

If he did not seal it with his magical power, blood would even seep out.

“Replying to senior, this little monk has a bottle of Vajra Liquid.”

Guang Ming cautiously handed over a porcelain bottle.

Wu Cang took it without hesitation and said, “You bald donkeys never do anything without seeking profit.”

“Speak, what opportunities lie in this place?”

Guang Ming’s eye twitched, cursing in his heart.

However, his expression remained unchanged as he continued, “To this little monk, the opportunity lies with the overseas cultivators here.”

“However, the cultivation methods of the cultivators here are quite ingenious, based on a strange treasure.”

“This little monk admits his strength is low and dares not touch such great karma, so he has never claimed it.”

“If senior is interested, you may go and take a look. Perhaps that treasure is destined for you.”

Guang Ming naturally had other intentions in saying this.

Although he did not know the origin of the 【Imperial Palace Golden Seal Doushuai True Edict】, any treasure that could allow one to falsely attain Foundation Establishment must have an unimaginable background.

It was perfect to let Wu Cang deal with it.

If it was truly an opportunity, Wu Cang would surely be delighted and might spare his life.

If it was a trap, Wu Cang would die, and what did it have to do with him?

Wu Cang was naturally unaware of Guang Ming’s scheming.

However, he did not care either.

After all, a newly advanced Arhat at the early Foundation Establishment Stage was someone he was confident he could easily suppress even in his current heavily injured state.

Soon, under Guang Ming’s lead, Wu Cang arrived at the deepest shrine of the Immortal Alliance.

The moment they entered, the appearance of the 【Imperial Palace Golden Seal Doushuai True Edict】 came into his view.

It was as if a fierce wind had suddenly blown away all his distracting thoughts, making him stand there in a daze.

‘What is this thing!?’

In the next moment, the seal script on the 【Imperial Palace Golden Seal Doushuai True Edict】 slowly wriggled.

Suddenly, it outlined a face that seemed both real and illusory!

Golden eyes met Wu Cang’s gaze.

Immediately after, Wu Cang’s lips opened involuntarily.

A hoarse and dry voice emerged, sending chills down Guang Ming’s spine:

“Why... is it not Innate?”

Swoosh——!

Without any hesitation, Guang Ming’s figure disappeared from where he stood.

In the blink of an eye, he had already fled thousands of miles away.

With another blink, he returned to the hall.

“Ah!?”

In an instant, Guang Ming was drenched in sweat, his heart ice-cold.

With a stiff expression, he slowly turned his head, only to see the face formed by the 【Imperial Palace Golden Seal Doushuai True Edict】 staring at him with great interest.

On the other side, Wu Cang was wearing the same expression, staring straight at him.

‘It’s over!’

Guang Ming’s Buddhist teeth trembled violently.

He wished he could strangle the self that had suggested Wu Cang come here.

How did things suddenly take such a strange turn?

He had seen this 【Imperial Palace Golden Seal Doushuai True Edict】 before.

But it had never shown such changes when he had come before.

Who would have thought that the moment Wu Cang arrived, the situation changed!

Why?

At this moment, the pale golden face finally spoke again.

However, the voice came from Wu Cang’s mouth and had become much more fluent:

“Interesting, interesting.”

“Not the legacy of that old Innate bastard, yet able to stir the karma here and awaken me. Was this great karma prepared especially for me?”

As the words fell, Wu Cang himself began to change.

His aura shifted from initially fierce to scholarly and elegant.

His voice also gradually became more composed and calm.

His injuries visibly healed without any medicine.

His brows lifted slightly, his muscles stretched and bones extended.

In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a completely different person!

“To borrow this body, I must bear its karma.”

“【Wu Cang kills Lü Yang】?”

The “Wu Cang” muttered softly, as if contemplating something.

After a long while, he suddenly laughed loudly:

“Very well, from today on, I am 【Wu Cang】!”