my world double door.

Wuji Sect, a majestic mountain gate stands on top of the towering fairy mountain.

Entering the sect, a wide bluestone trail winds and twists, extending deep into the sect. On both sides of the trail, spiritual plants sway gracefully, with leaves sparkling with crystal spiritual light. The breeze blows gently, and the branches and leaves rustle, as if they are whispering an ancient song of cultivation. The well-arranged palaces are looming in the clouds, and the auspicious beasts carved on the eaves are vivid, as if they will take off and fly in the sky in the next second. On the walls of the palaces, the legendary deeds of the ancestors are painted in colorful and dazzling colors. Although they have been baptized by the years, they are still as bright as ever, silently showing the profound heritage of the sect.

In the martial arts arena, the sun is high and the light is like fire. Many disciples are dressed in tight clothes and have strong postures. They are immersed in hard practice. Fists and feet are dancing, the wind is whistling, and the spiritual light jumps and flickers around them like stars. Some disciples focus on sword practice, sword flowers are flying, cold light is dazzling, and each sword contains powerful power; some disciples are devoted to boxing, with fierce boxing and majestic momentum, as if they can shake the mountains and rivers. Not far away in the alchemy room, green smoke is rising, the smell of medicine is wafting, and the fire is burning. The alchemists are focused, their foreheads are covered with fine beads of sweat, and the magic tools in their hands are turned flexibly, accurately adjusting the fire, and looking forward to the birth of a furnace of peerless elixir. The library is solemn and solemn, the door is closed, and countless precious secret books are sleeping in it. Occasionally, disciples step in with awe, hoping to draw the power of knowledge from it and improve their own practice.

On this seemingly ordinary day, a strong and unfamiliar aura suddenly swept in like a surging tide, instantly breaking the tranquility of the sect. The head of the sect, Xuanfeng Zhenren, was in seclusion in a secret room to comprehend high-level skills, and the spiritual power around him was like a surging whirlpool, surging endlessly. This aura broke in forcefully, like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly disrupting his practice rhythm. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes: Where did this majestic aura come from? Was it a powerful enemy invading? Or did a peerless master of our sect break through? Countless thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and he did not dare to delay for a moment, and quickly stood up, ready to explore the source of the aura.

In the most secret retreat chamber deep in the sect, the Grand Elder also sensed something. He had been in retreat for hundreds of years, and his skills had already reached perfection. He seemed to be in a different world from the outside world. But this breath was too strong, like a heavy bomb, stirring up thousands of waves in his calm perception. He slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out of his eyes, as if they could penetrate all obstacles. "Interesting, it seems that something big has happened in the sect." His voice was low and deep, echoing in the secret room for a long time, like the sound of a huge bell.

This breath that shocked everyone was what Li Yang brought back. After he broke through to the fifth level of the Martial King, his strength had a qualitative leap. The moment he stepped into the sect, the powerful aura was like a surging tsunami, spreading to the surroundings with overwhelming force. Wherever he went, the spiritual energy was shaken, and everything was shocked.

The Supreme Elder's mind moved, and powerful spiritual power instantly wrapped around his body, and his figure disappeared in the secret room like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Li Yang. He was white-haired, like the first snow in winter, wearing a simple robe, with sleeves fluttering in the wind, and his face was peaceful but majestic. The head of the sect, Xuanfeng Zhenren, also hurried over, followed by several elders with solemn expressions and a group of shocked disciples. When everyone saw the Supreme Elder appear, they knelt down and saluted, shouting: "Greetings to the Supreme Elder!" The voice was uniform and loud, like rolling thunder, echoing for a long time in the sky above the sect.

Li Yang raised his head, his eyes met with the Grand Elder's, and a strong sense of oppression surged in his heart. He felt that the strength of the old man in front of him was unfathomable, like a vast ocean, and he was just a drop in the ocean in front of him, insignificant.

The Grand Elder looked Li Yang up and down, his eyes full of surprise: "At such a young age, you have already reached the fifth level of Martial King. Who are you? Where are you from?" Li Yang bowed respectfully and replied: "Disciple Li Yang, originally a disciple of Wuji Sect. Some time ago, I went out for training and by chance, I got the opportunity to break through."

The head of the sect, Xuanfeng Zhenren, stepped forward and said, "Grand Elder, this boy is indeed a disciple of our sect. Although his aptitude was mediocre before, he has always been diligent and hardworking. I didn't expect that he would have such an amazing transformation during this trip."

The Grand Elder nodded slightly, with an admiring look in his eyes: "Yes, it is not easy to break through to this level in such a short time. It seems that my Wuji Sect has a successor."

The elders present were all shocked. They stared at Li Yang, their hearts full of doubts and curiosity. One of the white-haired elders couldn't help but ask, "Li Yang, how did you do it? In such a short time, your strength has increased so much."

Li Yang then recounted his experience in the mysterious ruins in detail. Everyone was amazed after listening to him. The various dangers and opportunities in the ruins made everyone nervous and excited at times. When they heard about the thrilling scene when Li Yang faced the powerful guardian beast, they couldn't help but take a breath and their hearts were in their throats; and when they learned that he had successfully obtained the peerless skills and rare treasures, they showed envy and praise, and their eyes were full of admiration.

The true disciples were even more stunned. Many of them had always been proud of their talents, and had practiced hard in the sect to reach their current level. But the appearance of Li Yang made them realize that there are always people better than you. Li Yang, who was once insignificant in their eyes, now stood at a height that they could not reach and became the object of their admiration.

A true disciple said with envy on his face: "Senior Brother Li Yang, you are really amazing. Please take care of us junior brothers and sisters in the future." The other disciples also echoed, their eyes full of admiration and expectation, and there was a hint of flattery and eagerness in their voices.

Li Yang smiled and nodded: "We are all from the same sect, and it is only natural for us to help each other. I hope we can make progress together and bring glory to the sect." His words were humble and gentle, but they revealed a sense of confidence and responsibility.

The Grand Elder looked at this scene with a pleased smile on his face: "Great, great! It is a blessing for Wuji Sect to have younger generations like you. I hope you can remember the sect's teachings, work hard to cultivate, and contribute to the prosperity of our sect."

After saying that, the figure of the Grand Elder flashed and disappeared again in front of everyone. The head of the sect, Xuanfeng Zhenren, looked at Li Yang and said, "Li Yang, your return this time has brought new hope to the sect. From today on, you will be the core disciple of our sect and enjoy all the treatment of core disciples. I hope you can continue to work hard and create more glory."

Li Yang bowed respectfully again: "Thank you for your kindness, Master and Grand Elder. I will definitely live up to your expectations and devote myself to the sect."

After that, Li Yang started a stable and fulfilling period of cultivation in Wuji Sect. He was arranged to enter the sect's top-level cultivation cave, where the spiritual energy was so rich that it seemed like materialized fog. He could grasp a handful of spiritual power by reaching out his hand. With a gentle inhalation, he could feel the spiritual power flowing happily in the meridians, like a lively stream, nourishing every acupoint. The cave was also equipped with a special spiritual spring. The spring water was clear and contained rich spiritual essence. Li Yang soaked in the spiritual spring every day to practice, which not only quickly restored the consumed spiritual power, but also continuously nourished the body and tempered the meridians, making his body stronger and his spiritual power more powerful.

The sect's library was also fully open to him. Li Yang eagerly read all kinds of ancient books and secret manuals, from advanced martial arts techniques to mysterious methods of using spiritual power. He benefited a lot from every book. He often stayed in the library for a whole day, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, and had a dialogue with the sages across time and space. Sometimes he was amazed by the exquisite martial arts moves, and sometimes he pondered over the obscure spiritual power theory. Every time he understood, his strength would be improved to a higher level.

The elders in the alchemy room also took special care of Li Yang and tailored a series of precious pills for him. These pills not only helped him break through the bottleneck of cultivation, but also strengthened his physique and spiritual power. Li Yang followed the guidance of the elders, took the pills on time, and his cultivation speed increased by leaps and bounds. With the help of the pills, his spiritual power continued to grow like a snowball, and his realm became more and more stable.

Under such favorable training conditions, Li Yang's strength continued to rise like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. His fifth-level realm of the King of Martial Arts became more and more stable, and he gradually explored his own unique fighting style. He combined the peerless swordsmanship obtained in the mysterious ruins with his own spiritual power characteristics to create a set of extremely powerful sword skills. This set of sword skills combines his unique understanding and exquisite control of spiritual power. When the sword is drawn, the sword is as sharp as a long rainbow piercing the sun, and the sword wind is whistling, which can cut the surrounding air into pieces. Time flies, and several months have passed in a blink of an eye. On a sunny morning, Li Yang was practicing in the cave, and suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came. He slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. I saw a disciple rushing into the cave in a panic, kneeling on one knee, and said hurriedly: "Brother Li Yang, something bad is happening! The sect has received news that the once-in-a-decade battle with the Demon Sect is about to start ahead of schedule! The head of the sect summoned all the core disciples to go to the meeting hall to discuss countermeasures!"

Li Yang was shocked when he heard this. He knew that this battle was about the honor and dignity of the sect. The victory or defeat would not only affect the sect's position in the Spiritual Continent, but also determine the future development direction of the sect. This battle was a contest of strength between the sects, and it was also an opportunity for the disciples to become famous. If they failed, the Wuji Sect would probably fall into an irretrievable situation. Without any hesitation, he immediately stood up and followed the disciple, walking quickly towards the meeting hall.

"After all, Wuji Sect is the place where I can achieve enlightenment."

When Li Yang thought of this, he immediately decided to join the fight.

Besides, his current fighting strength is not weak, so he is not afraid at all.

When he stepped into the meeting hall, he saw the headmaster Xuanfeng Zhenren sitting high in the main seat, with a solemn face, frowning brows, and a hint of worry in his eyes. The elders on both sides also had serious faces and cold expressions. The atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people breathless. Below stood a group of core disciples, all of whom looked nervous. Some were talking in low voices, and some were thinking secretly. The whole hall was filled with a tense atmosphere. Li Yang walked quickly to his position, waiting for the headmaster's instructions.

The head of the sect, Xuanfeng Zhenren, glanced at everyone and spoke slowly: "The battle was brought forward this time, I think the Demonic Sect has some plan. But no matter what, we in the Wuji Sect must not retreat. This battle is about the survival of our sect and the dignity of each and every one of us. Everyone must go all out to win glory for our sect." The head of the sect's voice was low and powerful, full of majesty and determination, and it echoed in the hall.

Afterwards, the elders began to deploy the strategy and personnel arrangements for this battle in detail. Li Yang was arranged in the main team, and he would fight on behalf of Wuji Sect together with several other core disciples.

After several days of intensive preparation, Li Yang and the Wuji Sect's team set out on the journey to the battle ground. The battle ground is located on a mysterious vast plain on the edge of Wuji Sect's strength, called Lingyuan Plain. This is where the major sects compete and communicate, and every battle will attract many forces to come and watch.

When Li Yang and his party arrived at Lingyuan Plain, they were shocked by the scene before them. The plain was crowded with people, and practitioners from various forces gathered here, forming a sea of ​​people. Colorful spiritual light flickered among the crowd, and the smell of various rare treasures filled the air. Magnificent stands were built around the plain for the high-level officials and VIPs of various forces to watch the game.

Li Yang keenly sensed the atmosphere of open and covert fighting in the crowd. When the disciples of some forces looked at each other, their eyes were full of hostility and provocation; some people whispered in the corner, as if they were planning something. All forces wanted to stand out in this battle of magic and gain more resources and reputation, so the competition was extremely fierce.

Li Yang and the Wuji Sect's disciples found an open space and set up camp. As soon as they settled down, some disciples from other forces came to inquire about the news. These people were polite on the surface, but their words were full of mysteries, trying to get the strength and strategy of the contest from the Wuji Sect disciples. Li Yang and others would not reveal it easily, and they responded to these temptations skillfully.

As night fell, a blazing bonfire lit up on the Lingyuan Plain, lighting up the entire night sky. Practitioners from various forces sat around the bonfire, some sharing their cultivation experiences, some showing off their treasures, and some secretly observing their opponents. At this moment, a discordant voice was heard.

"Hey, isn't this someone from the Wuji Sect? I heard that you actually sent an unknown kid to participate in the competition this time. Is it possible that you have no one else to use?" The speaker was a disciple of the Tianmo Sect named Zhao Feng. He looked at Li Yang and others with a mocking expression, with a scornful smile on his lips.

A disciple of Wuji Sect was about to refute, but Li Yang stopped him with his hand and said with a smile: "You are too underestimated. This fight is about strength, not fame. The outcome will be clear when the time comes."

“Hmph, you? Stop bragging here. We from the Heavenly Demon Sect have sent out elites this time. You from the Wuji Sect are doomed to fail miserably this time!” A woman next to Zhao Feng echoed this, her eyes full of disdain.

At this time, a disciple from the Qingfeng Sect also spoke up: "In my opinion, you two sects should stop fighting. In this battle, our Qingfeng Sect is the favorite to win. You guys should just give way to us."

“The favorite? You’re quite arrogant. But when you get on the field, don’t get beaten to a pulp.” Another disciple of Wuji Sect couldn’t help but retorted.

For a moment, the atmosphere around the campfire became tense, and the disciples of various forces exchanged words. Mockery and provocation came one after another, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Li Yang sat quietly aside, listening to the quarrels. He knew in his heart that these verbal battles were just appetizers before the game, and the real competition was still to come. (End of this chapter)