Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect Chapter 13: The Mantis Hunts the Cicada, Unaware of the Orio

Outside nding Heaven Peak, over a dozen official disciples gathered together, with Zhao Xuhe, Qing Chen Fairy, and the elder from the Library Pavilion, Wang Borong, at the forefront.

Among them, only these three had mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation.

Zhao Xuhe stood at the front, his voice loud and clear: “It is an honor for Zhao to have you all respond to my invitation. I extend my heartfelt thanks.”

After speaking, he bowed to everyone.

“To be honest, I discovered a cave dwelling left by a predecessor outside nding Heaven Peak. Unfortunately, there is a protective formation around it that I cannot break through.”

Qing Chen Fairy spoke at the right mont, her soft voice tingling to the ears: “Therefore, I sought the help of fellow disciples to break the formation together and share the treasures inside. Zhao Senior Brother is a mber of the Three Rivers Association, known for his integrity, so rest assured you will not be shortchanged.”

Zhao Xuhe clearly had so ans.

He and Qing Chen Fairy cooperated, and the elder from the Library Pavilion, Wang Borong, chid in accordingly, quickly uniting the scattered crowd.

Soon after, everyone flew away from nding Heaven Peak using their light escape technique.

The “Sky-reaching Sea of Clouds” where the First Saint Demon Sect was located was vast, almost endless. They flew for a quarter of an hour before stopping at a sea of clouds.

“This is the place.”

Zhao Xuhe moved his thoughts, and his true Qi parted the sea of clouds, revealing a grand mountain peak with excellent feng shui, resembling a coiled dragon at first glance.

“This place is called Coiling Dragon Island,” Zhao Xuhe introduced proactively. “I investigated and found that it was once the cave dwelling of a true disciple, True Person Panlong. The protective feng shui formation was once a Foundation Establishnt formation, but over the years, the spiritual veins it relied on have dried up, and its power has diminished significantly.”

“Everyone, please follow to break the formation.”

As his words fell, Zhao Xuhe took the lead and entered Coiling Dragon Island. The others naturally did not dare to lag behind and followed one after another.

After a while, a figure quietly appeared.

“Interesting.”

Lü Yang looked at Coiling Dragon Island below but had no intention of entering. Instead, he took out four black banners and began setting them up outside the island.

“Since the repaynt deadline is approaching, there’s little ti left in this lifeti.”

“Why not take a big shot?”

“However, this Coiling Dragon Island is treacherous, and Zhao Xuhe has many people on his side. I alone cannot contend with them inside.”

After so thought, Lü Yang ca up with a good plan.

First, he never believed in the saying that there are good people in the Demon Sect, so he was certain that Zhao Xuhe had ulterior motives in gathering people to explore the cave dwelling.

However, with so many people present, including the elder from the Library Pavilion, Wang Borong, even if Zhao Xuhe could handle them, he would surely suffer so losses. Since that’s the case, it would be better to set up a formation outside the island and wait for an opportunity to ambush those who co out.

Isn’t this more cost-effective than venturing inside?

For this, Lü Yang used his last 100 contribution points to exchange for a set of Maze Formations.

The four “Maze Banners” could confine the heavens and earth, reversing directions. Although they had no offensive power, they could trap people inside, making it difficult to escape in a short ti.

“Next, I just need to wait patiently. No rush; things will go smoothly if I take my ti.”

Lü Yang patiently lay in ambush.

“Zhao Xuhe! What do you an by this!?”

“You killed us, extinguished our Life Lamps; the Holy Sect will not spare you!”

Inside Coiling Dragon Island, blood flowed like a river.

The official disciples who had just been working together were now fighting individually, screams echoing as a blood-red light harvested their lives.

Away from the crowd, Zhao Xuhe and Qing Chen Fairy stood side by side.

Their expressions were mocking, their brows exuding a sinister aura, completely different from their earlier sincere deanor.

Facing the crowd’s accusations, Zhao Xuhe sneered coldly, his tone chilling: “Stop struggling. This place was ticulously arranged by . This ‘Blood Demon Soul-Slaying Blade’ cost 3,000 contribution points. Today, none of you will escape from Coiling Dragon Island!”

As he spoke, several more people were killed.

The blood-red light in the sky flashed, instantly draining their flesh and blood, then revealing its form—a crimson flying blade.

“You! Bastard!”

Among the crowd, the only one still resisting was the elder from the Library Pavilion, Wang Borong.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xuhe was in no hurry to kill him, rely wearing him down.

While doing so, Zhao Xuhe mocked coldly: “Old Wang, did you really think you could spend my money and live? I bought the Substitute Death Yin Puppets from you precisely for today! Otherwise, if you had a bunch of them, it wouldn’t be easy to take you down.”

“Now that I’ve bought all your Substitute Death Yin Puppets.”

“After I kill you, I can take back the contribution points I gave you, equivalent to getting a bunch of Substitute Death Yin Puppets for free.”

“Looking at it this way, I should thank you!”

Zhao Xuhe’s heart-piercing words nearly made Wang Borong vomit blood. Taking advantage of this, Zhao Xuhe’s flying blade flashed and pierced his chest.

Thud!

Wang Borong’s lips moved slightly, his face full of unwillingness, but he couldn’t utter a single word before being drained of all his blood and Qi by the flying blade, finally collapsing.

With Wang Borong dealt with, the dust settled.

After a while, the wails gradually ceased.

“Congratulations, Senior Brother!”

Qing Chen Fairy was also covered in fragrant sweat.

The Blood Demon Soul-Slaying Blade consud a lot of energy, and she had contributed significantly to Zhao Xuhe’s slaughter.

“Thanks to you, Junior Sister.”

Zhao Xuhe smiled slightly, retracting the Blood Demon Soul-Slaying Blade into his hand, and asked: “How is it? With its current power, can it break the restriction?”

Qing Chen Fairy observed for a mont, her delicate brows furrowed: “It seems still a bit lacking.”

Swish—!

The blade entered and exited. Qing Chen Fairy’s pretty face turned blank, her eyes dazed as she looked at the crimson flying blade embedded in her abdon, and in the blink of an eye, she was sucked dry into a mummified corpse.

“Now it’s not lacking.”

Zhao Xuhe looked at the Blood Demon Soul-Slaying Blade in his hand, finally nodding in satisfaction. He then arrived at a tightly closed quiet room deep within Coiling Dragon Island.

Without a word, he raised the blade and slashed.

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed as the quiet room’s door shattered, revealing its interior, where a jade box was placed.

Zhao Xuhe walked up with great joy, opened the jade box, and saw inside a two-volu Dao book.

The upper volu was titled “Nine Transformations Coiling Dragon Technique.”

The lower volu was titled “Myriad Chariots Dragon Ascension Treasure Scroll.”

Looking at the two Dao books in the jade box, Zhao Xuhe’s hands trembled with excitent: “Third-grade true technique! As expected, a third-grade true technique pointing directly to the Golden Core path!”

“Master truly didn’t deceive .”

“Master said that after three lifetis of bitter cultivation, I’ve accumulated enough rit for True Person Panlong. This lifeti, the rit is complete, and Panlong’s inheritance is my opportunity.”

“After today, as long as I focus on cultivating, refining the ‘True Dragon Qi,’ and establishing the ‘Myriad Chariots Dragon Ascension’ foundation, I will surely regain my true self, completely transcend tribulations and return. Moreover, with a third-grade true technique, not only will the Foundation Establishnt path be smooth, but the Golden Core path is also within reach!”

The more Zhao Xuhe thought about it, the more excited he beca, imdiately putting away the Dao books.

“Switching cultivation thods requires dispersing my current cultivation. There’s no ti to lose; I must return to my cave dwelling to enter seclusion. Once I erge, I can formally beco Master’s disciple.”

With hopes for the future, Zhao Xuhe flew out of Coiling Dragon Island using his light escape technique.

However, in the next second, Zhao Xuhe’s expression suddenly changed dramatically.

“Who’s there?”

Boom!

At this mont, Zhao Xuhe’s eyes widened, but all he saw was a magnificent sword light, as powerful as thunder, slashing right before his eyes!