Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect Chapter 405 : Pick the Soft Persimmons First

Chapter 405: Pick the Soft Persimmons First

Overseas, billions of acres of seawater crashed down with a thunderous roar.

At the horizon, a rainbow light appeared, and Lü Yang stood within it. His sleeves fluttered in the wind as he gazed into the distance, instantly spotting an island on the sea, vast in scale, comparable to a continental province.

The Four Seas Gate.

The Dragon Palace was located on the eastern island. At this mont, halls stretched endlessly, pavilions and towers glead in resplendent gold, and countless formations and restrictions overlapped. It was truly a paradise for myriad demons.

In the past, Lü Yang had neither the ability nor the courage to look directly at the Dragon Palace. After all, the Dragon Lord of the Four Seas Gate resided deep within. Such brazen peeking would have certainly ended with him being instantly seized and refined into nothingness. But that was then—today, things were different.

‘What a grand Dragon Palace.’

Activating the 【Exquisite Heart】, Lü Yang observed from afar, unable to suppress his admiration.

Clearly, the Dragon Lord had laid down formations within the palace. Unless he used up a precious chance to borrow a Golden Position, forcefully intruding would bring no good end.

‘But then again, as long as I don’t intrude, there shouldn’t be any problem.’

Thinking this, Lü Yang cald down.

“Foundation Establishnt Perfection! How could it be Foundation Establishnt Perfection…”

While he was pondering, the surviving monster soldiers below turned pale in terror. Faces full of panic, they scrambled to flee in all directions.

“Boom!”

At that mont, a clear light suddenly shot up from the Dragon Palace, crossing tens of thousands of li in an instant before splitting apart before Lü Yang.

From within walked out a handso youth. He had sword-like brows, bright starry eyes, and an extraordinary heroic bearing. From amidst his thick black hair, two horn-like wooden ridges protruded, majestic and domineering—a mark of his True Dragon bloodline. His molten-gold dragon eyes locked firmly onto Lü Yang.

“Inferior at your service, Tianqiu.”

Though this Dragon Palace Crown Prince carried noble blood, he bore little arrogance. Courteously, he said, “Daoist Friend, with such lofty cultivation, why trouble yourself with a few juniors?”

“Trouble? Hardly.”

Lü Yang chuckled lightly, opening his palm to reveal two trapped souls—none other than the ones he had just crushed to death, Sui Ying and Sui Ling.

Seeing this, Tianqiu instantly relaxed.

As long as the souls remained, the two could reincarnate. Being still young, their cultivation would not take long to recover in another life.

But the very next mont—

“Crack!”

Before Tianqiu could speak, Lü Yang’s five fingers clenched. The two souls shattered instantly, annihilated into nothingness!

“This is what I call trouble.”

As Lü Yang’s words fell, Tianqiu’s expression turned dark.

He had shown courtesy only out of respect for Lü Yang’s strength. Otherwise, he would have long acted as he did against Suo Huan.

But he never expected Lü Yang to show no regard, killing Sui Ying and Sui Ling—two Dragon Kings—right before his eyes. As the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, if he still endured humiliation after this, not only would overseas tribes laugh at him, but even the True Dragon clan itself would be thrown into uproar!

At this thought, Tianqiu dropped all pretense of courtesy.

“Spurn my kindness, seek your death!”

As his voice echoed, his lips split open, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. His molten-gold dragon eyes locked Lü Yang’s entire figure within.

The next mont, he closed his eyes.

Instantly, with Lü Yang vanishing from his vision, an overwhelming might fell upon him, and Lü Yang’s form began to turn illusory!

Tianqiu’s closing of his eyes erased Lü Yang from sight. The image beca reality—seeking to erase Lü Yang’s true body from existence itself!

‘【Encircling the Sun and Moon】!’

Such tyrannical, sinister divine power made even Lü Yang raise his brows in surprise. Yet he remained calm, quietly watching Tianqiu’s move.

Then Tianqiu’s body shook violently, his human form collapsing, revealing scales beneath his flesh. He rose into a dazzling auspicious cloud, revealing his true form—an antlerless azure dragon! Coiling in the sky, countless golden snakes of light swirled around him as his blood-colored maw split wide to devour Lü Yang whole.

‘Ignorant vagrant! How could you understand my ans?’

‘This bite will shatter your very Dharma body!’

Tianqiu’s heart grew vicious as his fangs snapped shut like a guillotine. No matter what indestructible body one claid, this bite would tear it to shreds.

But in the next instant—his jaws closed on empty air.

There was no sensation of contact.

Turning back, he saw that the Lü Yang trapped within his 【Encircling the Sun and Moon】 had dispersed into an illusionary shadow. His true body stood unhard a hundred ters away.

“Hm? You dodged?”

Missing his strike, Tianqiu swiftly dismissed his massive dragon form, reverting to human appearance, his handso face showing surprise.

‘No… this isn’t the power of so vagrant cultivator.’

His move, seemingly ordinary, was actually one of his killing techniques. If his opponent lacked Dao comprehension and couldn’t discern the causal shifts, being bitten once would cost half a life.

Yet Lü Yang avoided it with ease.

At once, Tianqiu’s heart grew wary.

‘Just what is this man’s origin?’

As Tianqiu wavered in doubt, Lü Yang secretly sighed in relief, even showing a faint smile of ease.

‘This Tianqiu isn’t strong!’

After all, this was the overseas wilderness, inferior to the Four Great Powers inland.

‘Indeed, coming to the overseas first was the right move. Recklessly venturing inland carried too much risk. A soft persimmon should be squeezed first.’

Compared to inland Foundation Establishnt Perfections, Tianqiu definitely ranked among the weaker ones. In his previous life, he was even slain one-on-one by Suo Huan, who had gained Dao Court authority and reached Foundation Establishnt Perfection. Clearly, his abilities were limited—by Ancestor Tingyou’s standards, only that of a re wandering cultivator.

Thinking this, Lü Yang’s heart burned with fervor.

‘Each Foundation Establishnt Perfection is a Golden Attribute. If swallowed by the 【Book of a Hundred Lives】, it becos a golden talent! How many Perfections exist in this world?’

He began to understand why True Lords acted as they did.

They were all fine stalks of leeks, ripe for harvest!

It was a pity that True Lords now lived in seclusion, leaving no one to reap these leeks. The burden naturally fell on himself!

‘The 【Book of a Hundred Lives】 re-selection of talents is too inefficient, and not guaranteed. Directly seizing Golden Attributes to refine talents—now that is far faster!’

And so, he decided—begin with the True Dragon Clan!

“【Heaven-Bearing Net】!”

With a sweep of his sleeve, Lü Yang’s divine radiance expanded. Behind him appeared sun, moon, and stars, mountains and rivers, converging together.

“Boom!”

At once, thunderous roars erupted across the surrounding seas.

In this era where True Lords were hidden, battles between Foundation Establishnt Perfections were already peak wars. Countless gazes instantly turned toward the battlefield.

“Who is that?”

“A vagrant from beyond the seas… to actually duel with the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace?”