Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect Chapter 30: Mending Heaven Peak Master

In his previous life, Lü Yang had painstakingly studied the Dao of formations, and the grand formation he finally engraved on the Blood Sun Sword Pill was a sword formation nad “Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation.”

The formation was structured by Three Essentials and Nine Palaces, primarily powered by the sword qi river driven by the Blood Sun Sword Pill, and supplented by the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light.

Lü Yang had even specifically designed three hundred and sixty formation eyes, and according to his concept, as long as three hundred and sixty cultivators entered and occupied them, the power of the formation could be brought to its peak.

He had already thought this part through.

Once he seized back his Innate True Qi Myriad Spirits Banner from Liu Xin, he would let the banner spirit enter the formation eyes—it would be not only efficient and convenient but also portable.

But for now, he had to control the formation personally.

“Open!” Lü Yang made a hand seal, and the Blood Sun Sword Pill resonated.

Inside the formation, a river from the south surged toward the north, covering the firmant and stretching beyond sight.

At this mont, Lu Yuanchun, Zhao Xuhe, and all the others were already trapped within the heavenly river.

The river roared, and sword qi surged endlessly every mont.

A few cultivators with weaker cultivation levels barely managed a scream before turning into blood blossoms in the river.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yuanchun’s expression changed drastically.

“This is impossible! Although Master ntioned that this person knows formations, I didn’t even give him ti to lay one—why are we still caught in a formation?”

Lu Yuanchun naturally could not comprehend.

Because the Blood Sun Sword Pill was no ordinary magical tool—it was a formation treasure.

So-called formation treasures were formations themselves—the mont one willed it, the formation was complete, with no need for setup!

And now that they had fallen into it, everything had exceeded Lu Yuanchun’s expectations.

After all, formations borrowed the marvels of heaven and earth, harnessed their powers, and were known to be invincible at the sa realm.

Although he prided himself on his strength, falling into a formation still shook his confidence.

Could it be that today he would really capsize in a ditch?

At this thought, Lu Yuanchun’s expression beca even gloomier, no longer as confident as before, and even Zhao Xuhe beside him began to grow uneasy.

“Senior Brother, this formation…”

“Junior Brother, be careful. I fear today’s situation has taken an unexpected turn,” Lu Yuanchun whispered while simultaneously summoning the Radiant Mirror of Treasured Light into the air to protect himself.

At this mont, Lu Yuanchun still held onto a glimr of hope.

In his eyes, Lü Yang was rely an ordinary disciple who had stumbled upon so opportunity.

Though knowledgeable, he had only recently joined the sect.

Even if he understood formations, how much could he possibly control?

As for this formation—could it not be so remnant left behind by an elder?

Yet in the next second, Lü Yang shattered his illusion.

With a cold expression and a re thought, Lü Yang pointed, and the once-clear river of sword qi instantly turned a glaring shade of crimson.

Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light!

This divine ability was trendously powerful, infamous for “brushing causes harm, touching ans death.”

However, that also ant it only showed effect when it hit the target.

If it missed, it achieved nothing.

But within the “Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation,” Lü Yang had solved this flaw—anyone inside the formation was effectively imrsed in the divine light!

In other words, once it was activated, it could not miss!

In an instant, Lu Yuanchun felt the earth tremble and the mountains sway.

His remaining junior brothers scread one after another, and within monts, they were turned into human skins!

“Not good!”

Lu Yuanchun’s expression changed drastically as he gritted his teeth and changed his hand seal.

The aura around the Radiant Mirror of Treasured Light above his head instantly beca chaotic and violent.

One glance was enough for Lü Yang to realize what was happening.

“Self-detonating your magical tool? Naive!”

The Radiant Mirror of Treasured Light was clearly a top-tier magical tool.

If Lu Yuanchun detonated it, he might indeed tear open the formation and carve out a path to escape.

But that assud Lü Yang didn’t understand formations.

Ordinary formations, even with soone operating them, could only follow predetermined rules—they were dead formations.

However, a formation master at the helm made all the difference.

A capable formation master could adjust the formation in real ti according to changes on the battlefield.

Thus, a dead formation beca a living one—its power beyond comparison.

Let alone the fact that the “Heaven-Slashing Blood River Sword Formation” was personally created by Lü Yang, wielded as smoothly as moving his own limbs.

So the mont Lu Yuanchun detonated the magical tool, Lü Yang acted.

With one hand calculating and the other manipulating formation patterns, he instantly dispersed the concentrated explosion across the entire formation.

Once dispersed, the explosive force diminished severalfold.

The formation, which would have been broken, remained perfectly intact.

He even took advantage of the crack from the shattered mirror to engulf both Lu Yuanchun and Zhao Xuhe.

Zhao Xuhe didn’t even have ti to scream before being reduced to a desiccated corpse.

“Impossible! This bastard is actually a formation master?!”

Lu Yuanchun’s face turned ashen.

He felt all his flesh and blood pouring out like a dam burst, clearly about to follow Zhao Xuhe into death.

“Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light…”

At the brink of life and death, fear snuffed out his rage.

Lu Yuanchun’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets, but he was powerless—finally, he accepted his fate and lowered his head.

“Boom!”

The next second, a jade pendant at Lu Yuanchun’s waist quietly shattered.

Imdiately, it released boundless light and broke Lü Yang’s grand formation in an instant!

Seeing this, Lü Yang’s pupils shrank as he looked to the heavens.

Where his gaze fell, the radiance outlined a solemn and commanding face in the sky, calm yet awe-inspiring, tens of thousands of feet high!

That face showed no emotion, and its eyes glead like sun and moon.

Even though Lü Yang only made eye contact for a mont, sharp pain brought tears to his eyes.

His entire true qi was suppressed by seventy to eighty percent on the spot, nearly causing him to fall from the sky.

The giant face looked down, and a thunderous voice echoed from the mountains:

“Insolence!”

The voice was not loud, yet it sounded like it carried the weight of heaven’s mandate.

Lü Yang instantly beca a target of the world’s contempt—spiritual qi fled from him as if avoiding a plague.

The intangible gaze weighed on Lü Yang like Mount Tai.

Even the ground beneath him began to crack inch by inch.

Such a scene naturally alard the entire nding Heaven Peak.

At once, countless disciples in closed-door cultivation awakened and stepped out of their cave dwellings.

Seeing the massive face in the sky, they were struck with terror.

“Greetings, Peak Master!”

“Greetings, Peak Master!”

So veteran disciples from nding Heaven Peak recognized the face and imdiately broke into cold sweat, kneeling without hesitation and kowtowing repeatedly.

nding Heaven Peak Master!

Lü Yang finally learned the identity of Zhao Xuhe’s mysterious master—the Peak Master of nding Heaven Peak, a Foundation Establishnt True Person who oversaw one of the four inner peaks of the Primordial Saint Sect!

“Boom rumble—!”

As the words fell, the formation diagram Lü Yang had painstakingly refined in his previous life began to crumble.

Large swaths of formation patterns even exploded where they stood.

Witnessing this, Lü Yang could not help but reveal a trace of helplessness.

The gap between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishnt had completely surpassed his imagination.

Twenty years of painstaking effort and achievents—defeated by the re title of “Foundation Establishnt True Person!”

Just a mild rebuke, and it had co to this?