Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Chapter 180: Flipping the Table, Kill Wu Cang!

For some reason, Wu Cang suddenly felt a chill.

It was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over his heart, dispersing all his restlessness and momentarily enlightening his previously clouded mind:

“Huh? Why did I come here?”

At that moment, the spiritual intuition of a Foundation Establishment True Person sounded a frantic warning.

Wu Cang instinctively looked around — could it be that his nighttime robbery had been discovered?

Up to this moment, Wu Cang still hadn’t realized Lü Yang’s threat.

He thought someone had merely detected his movements.

Part of this misunderstanding came from Lü Yang using 【Mountain of Embrace and Guard】 to conceal the flow of karma, making detection difficult.

But it was also because Wu Cang himself had been influenced by someone else’s fate.

'Take this as a warning.'

Lü Yang silently took in everything, speaking to himself in his heart.

His ability to survive until now was largely due to his knack for learning from experience.

For example, he had already made up his mind to avoid Buddhist cultivators as much as possible from now on.

The reason was simple — Buddhist cultivators were too shameless.

Each of them claimed to be the “Self” of a World-Honored One, and would invoke their Dao Lord at the slightest disagreement.

It was like a max-level boss camping the newbie village and massacring fresh spawns!

It was utterly insane.

If not for the high status of the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】, which even the Dao Lords could only vaguely sense but not truly interfere with, he would have died ten thousand times by now.

However, based on the experiences from past lives, Lü Yang quickly concluded a way to avoid the World-Honored One’s gaze.

Because the previous life wasn’t his first time self-destructing and activating the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes in front of a Buddhist cultivator.

In the life before last, when he sabotaged Arhat Fulong by blowing up the ley lines, he had also used the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes!

So why didn’t the World-Honored One appear back then?

“…Because of the Heavenly Punishment!”

Lü Yang thought it over and believed that was the only possibility.

Under the Heavenly Punishment, all the merit and destiny on Arhat Fulong had been instantly erased.

Thus, the World-Honored One hadn’t descended or noticed.

This revealed that the strange possession technique was likely realized through merit and destiny.

This was the flaw in the World-Honored One’s control over Buddhist cultivators.

Where there’s a flaw, there’s a solution.

“If I can fully uncover the secret behind this and develop a method to block the World-Honored One’s influence on my consciousness, then maybe, one day, I could even take a stroll in the Pure Land…”

Unfortunately, that was still just a hopeful fantasy — far from achievable at present.

With thoughts retracted, Lü Yang looked at Wu Cang again.

At this moment, Wu Cang already showed an expression of impatience.

Though he vaguely sensed something was wrong, his first instinct wasn’t to flee.

It was to end things quickly.

“If you refuse to be reasonable, fellow Daoist, don’t blame me for being rude!”

As his words fell, a towering and intertwining tree suddenly burst forth into the sky — Wu Cang’s Dao Foundation had manifested.

From the tree’s canopy, a vermilion fruit rapidly grew.

Seeing this, Wu Cang’s face showed a confident smile.

This “Wood-born Fire” was the most powerful mystery among his innate divine powers.

Combined with his talent 【Flee Not Southward】, it could burn through any Dharma body with unmatched effectiveness.

But the next second, his eyes widened.

Faced with his “Wood-born Fire,” Lü Yang remained calm.

Behind him rose a dark aura, which swept directly toward Wu Cang’s Dao Foundation.

Swoosh swoosh —!

In the blink of an eye, the blazing fire Wu Cang had just lit was extinguished like a candle in a storm.

All divine techniques were instantly cut off!

【Mountain of Embrace and Guard】!

Having fought Wu Cang before, Lü Yang gave no room for him to unleash his techniques.

He directly hurled his newly refined innate divine power.

The result was drastic.

Within the Foundation Establishment realm, Wu Cang’s 【Coiling Dragon Divine Tree Dao Foundation】 shook violently.

Above his head appeared the shadow of a towering mountain — illusory and intangible, yet exuding a crushing force that was real and suppressive.

It forcibly extinguished his Wood-born Fire!

“…Impossible!”

Wu Cang cried out in shock.

He felt a crushing weight descend, like Mount Tai pressing down on him.

To break through it, he would either need profound divine arts or immense Dharma power.

But he had neither.

In a flash of desperation, Wu Cang finally snapped awake.

Just as he was about to turn and flee, a divine radiance enveloped the surroundings.

【Fix Intimacy and Distance】!

This marvelous technique could teleport himself or his enemies.

If Wu Cang’s Wood-born Fire hadn’t been suppressed, he could have used its divine flames to break the technique’s hold.

But now, with the flames crushed, most of his abilities were crippled.

He couldn’t resist Lü Yang’s teleportation at all!

At the same time, Lü Yang held a gourd in his hand.

【Three-Nine Soul-Dissolving Gourd】!

Lü Yang uncorked the gourd and channeled his mana.

With a gentle shake, a cloud of hazy mist spilled forth.

Soul-dissolving, spirit-scattering, mind-seizing smoke!

This mist was powerful but notoriously hard to land on a target — usually impractical in combat.

But in Lü Yang’s hands, it worked wonders.

The next second, divine light flashed.

Wu Cang, suspended in midair, couldn’t dodge.

He could only watch as he vanished from his spot and reappeared inside the hazy mist.

“You…! If you have guts, fight me head-on!”

Wu Cang’s voice rang out from the smoke, full of hatred.

Even at this stage, Lü Yang refused to fight him directly.

He started with overpowering control — not giving any chance for a comeback.

But soon, Wu Cang’s voice faded.

The soul-dissolving mist began to take effect, making his consciousness increasingly groggy.

Still, he knew — if he truly passed out, he might never wake again.

This clarity made him act decisively.

A red glint flashed in his eyes, and three bright auras appeared in his hand — three mid-grade spiritual treasures.

“…Explode!”

Though a rogue cultivator, Wu Cang lacked neither cunning nor ruthlessness.

To survive in the Saint Sect, one needed at least that much.

He was ruthless enough!

With a bang, all three spiritual treasures exploded in his hands.

The resulting shockwave shattered the mist and carved him a path to escape.

Boom boom boom!

Riding the burst of spiritual energy, Wu Cang’s figure shot like lightning, trailing a light as he fled toward Mending Heaven Peak.

Freedom awaited beyond the mountain.

The explosion also tore through the formation concealment on the peak.

With spiritual energy in turmoil, many True Persons in the Saint Sect turned their eyes this way.

These were Wu Cang’s life insurance.

No matter how vicious Lü Yang was, he surely wouldn’t dare kill someone in front of so many onlookers… right?

Little did he know, Lü Yang had watched his every move.

The “Ultimate Heavens Instrument” between his brows had long predicted Wu Cang’s reaction.

“Holding One, Guarding the Center, Differentiates Self from Other.”

Suddenly, a Daoist chant rang beside Wu Cang’s ear, so eerie it made his scalp tingle.

The surging spiritual tide abruptly froze!

In the blink of an eye, where was his promised freedom?

Where had the clear sky and wide world gone?

Just a second ago, he had seen daylight outside the peak.

Now, what loomed before him was a pitch-black mountain wall.

And his escape light was already in motion — he couldn’t stop.

“Bang!”

With a deafening crash, Wu Cang smashed headlong into the materialized 【Mountain of Embrace and Guard】 in full view of everyone.

He was instantly pulverized!

From the shattering Dharma body, a soul floated out.

“You beast…”

Wu Cang’s soul trembled with rage, just about to speak.

Lü Yang grabbed him.

“Senior Wu Cang, you only lost a round of spell dueling — why take it so hard?”

“Allow this junior to preserve your soul.”

Before his voice faded, Lü Yang stuffed the soul harshly into the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner.

After everything was done, Lü Yang looked around at the shocked, horrified crowd staring at him.

He offered a friendly smile:

“Everyone, please don’t misunderstand.”

“As you all saw, Senior Wu Cang couldn’t get over it and chose to end his life — crashing into my divine technique of his own will.”