Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect Chapter 31: A Sword Cleaves the Sky

Not long ago, atop nding Heaven Peak, within the summit cave dwelling.

In stark contrast to the bustling activity below, with its myriad worldly affairs, the summit was serene, with clouds rising and falling, detached from the mundane, as if transcending the chaotic human realm.

Before a cliff, two figures stood, gazing down at the sea of clouds below.

One appeared elderly with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in black and white Daoist robes, holding a horsetail whisk, resembling the benevolent old immortals often depicted in mortal tales.

The other was a middle-aged man, who said with a sly smile:

"nding Heaven, I heard you've been selecting a son-in-law for your daughter recently?"

"Why? Are you interested?" The Master of nding Heaven Peak turned to look at the middle-aged man. "If it's one of your disciples, he could be a good match for Qian'er."

"Better not."

The middle-aged man shook his head. "I know my disciples; they're all flashy but lack substance. They can't handle your daughter. Better find soone else."

"Then forget it." The Master of nding Heaven Peak shook his head. "I've already found soone suitable. This person has cultivated diligently over three lifetis, possesses great rit and foundation, has a thirty percent chance of forming a Dao foundation in the future, and after learning True Person Panlong's 'Nine Transformations Dragon Art,' he even exhibits the might of a true dragon in bed."

"True Person Panlong? That can't be."

The middle-aged man calculated with his fingers, then shook his head. "Panlong Island vanished, and the opportunity was seized by soone else, not your disciple."

"Soon, he will be."

The Master of nding Heaven Peak said calmly, "I've already calculated who seized the opportunity. I've sent Yuanchun to handle it. It won't be long before things are back on track."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're really leaving no room for others." The middle-aged man shook his head. "The path of immortality is hard to attain. Why be so harsh on the younger generation?"

"Occasionally, we need to give them so hope. After all, the Saint Sect needs fresh blood."

"No need for your teachings."

The Master of nding Heaven Peak sneered. "If that were all, I might not have acted. But I've calculated that the one who seized True Person Panlong's opportunity is quite unusual."

At this point, the Master of nding Heaven Peak's tone carried a hint of surprise. "This person has only been in the sect for a few years. Not only did he profit greatly during the recent Substitute Death Yin Puppet incident, but he also cultivated the Blood-Transforming Divine Light, refined a Sword Pill, mastered the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion's sword techniques, and reached the sixth level of Qi Refining."

"Oh? Quite impressive."

The middle-aged man looked surprised, then silently calculated for a mont before sighing. "I didn't expect our Saint Sect to produce such talent."

After speaking, the middle-aged man seed intrigued.

"Co, point in his direction. Let's see what kind of potential he has. If he's of good quality, perhaps we can refine an excellent treasure pill."

"That's simple, just over there, hmm?"

The Master of nding Heaven Peak initially wore a smile, but as he pointed out the direction and looked into the distance, his smile gradually faded.

"Boom!"

As the Master of nding Heaven Peak's gaze fell, the vast nding Heaven Peak seed to experience a dragon's upheaval. Even the peripheral areas had rocks tumbling into the sea of clouds.

Within a certain cave dwelling on nding Heaven Peak, Liu Xin lay prostrate on the ground, too terrified to breathe, fearing he might attract the attention of the Master of nding Heaven Peak.

"Not looking for , not looking for ..."

Liu Xin desperately repeated in his mind, suppressing his guilt and fear.

After all, that was a Foundation Establishnt True Person.

Even a single glance could kill soone in the Qi Refining realm, and his son's soul was hidden within Liu Xin's Ten Thousand Spirits Banner.

If discovered, it would be a disaster beyond redemption!

"No need to fear. I have a divine talisman protecting ; he can't calculate my presence."

Liu Xin trembled, clutching a talisman tightly.

"Yuanchun pays respects to Master."

Lu Yuanchun, coughing up blood, bowed to the face in the sky, pleading guilty, yet felt no relief at surviving.

Instead, his heart was cold.

At the last mont, he had used a jade pendant to break through Lü Yang's grand formation.

The pendant contained a trace of the Master of nding Heaven Peak's divine consciousness, his greatest reliance as a Foundation Establishnt disciple. Because it was difficult to create, once used, it was nearly impossible to replace, equivalent to a life.

Now, it was gone.

Moreover, not only had he failed to help Junior Brother Zhao reclaim the opportunity, but he also failed to protect him, leading to his unexpected death—a complete failure.

With multiple offenses, his path to immortality was now hopeless.

"Disciple is incompetent."

Lu Yuanchun dared not speak or explain, choosing only to bow and await his master's decision after killing Lü Yang.

Clang—!

At this mont, Lu Yuanchun suddenly heard a sword's cry.

The sound was not loud but exceptionally clear, refreshing, and impossible to ignore.

Initially, it resembled the gentle sound of flowing water, but as ti passed, the flow beca more turbulent, the sound more deafening, eventually transforming into a roaring river, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

Lu Yuanchun instinctively looked up.

Then he saw a figure standing proudly in mid-air under the gaze of the True Person, his back straight, unafraid, eting the gaze head-on.

Beneath his feet was a surging river of sword Qi.

The river was crimson, filled with overwhelming killing intent, yet it did not spread but continuously contracted, flowing back into a delicate Sword Pill.

"What is he trying to do?"

Lu Yuanchun swallowed hard. He had a guess but couldn't believe it.

Could soone be so bold, so unaware of the heavens' will?

At the sa ti, the face in the sky seed to realize sothing, frowning:

"You intend to attack ?"

Lü Yang's expression was indifferent.

The Sword Pill absorbed the blood river, its edge pointing straight to the sky:

"Please enlighten , senior."

The face remained silent, seemingly disdainful of a response.

The next second, Lü Yang saw a black dot suddenly appear in the sky, rapidly expanding, descending upon him with overwhelming force.

As the black dot approached, Lü Yang barely discerned its form—it was a finger, descending from an unimaginable height, with skin textures clearly visible.

Lü Yang was struck by a sudden realization—this was the opponent's answer:

An ant, how can it comprehend the vastness of the sky?

In an instant, an intense sense of crisis enveloped him, nearly freezing his thoughts, like an ant erging from its hole suddenly facing the bright sky.

"Trying to crush with a finger???"

Lü Yang exhaled deeply, then his entire body's true Qi began to burn intensely.

The Killing Curse obtained in his second life was now fully activated.

At this mont, life and death were cast aside.

Lü Yang's heart was filled only with rage.

In this life, he sought no conflict, focused solely on cultivation, yet you calculated karma, sent people to seize my opportunity, and when that failed, personally attempted to kill .

Speaking of cultivation thods and karma, claiming the opportunity was predestined.

Am I destined to be a beast of burden, while you are destined to be high above?

"Kill!"

Lü Yang shouted, his chest's true Qi transforming into a long howl, his fury forging a beam of sword light, striking straight into the sky.

A silent collision occurred, like a flickering candle fla.

After a brief brilliance, darkness engulfed Lü Yang's vision and consciousness.