The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

With one slash of the sword, endless sword energy flew.

On the Black Water River, the severed body of the demon dragon fell into the river with a loud bang, causing huge black waves.

Yan Qingying put away her sword and stood up, her red clothes fluttering in the fishy wind like a burning fire.

"It's Elder Yan from Feitian Sect!"

A disciple on the shore exclaimed, and when he saw this, his eyes were filled with fear.

As the war intensified, it turned out that there were not only monks from Feitian Sect in the Demon River, but also many other forces.

In the Taixu Taoist camp, a young man in moon-white Taoist robes sneered.

"A mere demon dragon actually needs the help of the elders. The Feitian Sect disciples are indeed worthy of their reputation."

A cold light flashed from his sleeves, and the three water ghosts that rushed towards him were instantly frozen into ice sculptures and then shattered into powder.

"Senior Brother Mo's Ice Soul Sword Skill has become more and more advanced."

The fellow disciple beside him exclaimed in admiration.

Tianshuang Sword Mo Hanyi is a leader of the younger generation of Taixu Taoist sect and ranks 23rd on the Hidden Dragon List.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the Feitian Sect disciples with undisguised contempt.

On the other side of the river, Feitianmen’s disciple Xiao Yun’s hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.

If Elder Yan had not acted in time, this group of people would probably have been eaten by the dragon.

He gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Taixu Taoist Sect, and found that there was sword energy everywhere around Mo Hanyi and others, and these monsters could not get close at all.

"Brother Xiao, let's..."

A female disciple beside him looked a little ugly when she heard such ridicule. She threw the talisman in her hand and cut off the head of a purple-scaled snake demon in front of her. Most of her magic power had been consumed.

"Formation!"

"Don't let the people of Taixu Dao Sect look down on you!"

Following Xiao Yun's order, more than ten disciples of Feitian Sect quickly formed a circle, each with their own law enforcement weapons ready to take action.

However, compared to the ease with which the Taixu Taoist disciples dealt with the situation, they seemed to be struggling.

On a high cliff not far away, two figures stood facing each other, looking at the scene on the battlefield ahead, taking it all in.

His gaze lingered on several young disciples of Taixu Dao Sect for a moment, especially Mo Hanyi, who froze more than a dozen monsters to death with one move.

And another one, Zhou Xuanyang, whose punch was as strong as a dragon and directly blasted the monster into a bloody mist.

"Zhou Xuanyang ranked 68th on the Hidden Dragon List, and Mo Hanyi ranked 73rd."

Ye Yang sighed softly.

"It is indeed in decline. Among this generation of young disciples, none of the many disciples of my Feitian Sect can make it into the top 100 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

Yan Qingying landed beside Ye Yang, with the sword energy still lingering on her red clothes.

"Brother, this generation of Taixu Dao Sect disciples is truly extraordinary. Zhou Xuanyang's 'Great Sun Burning Heaven Fist' has already reached 70% maturity. I'm afraid he will be able to break through to the Real Person Realm in less than three years."

Ye Yang remained silent. Although Feitian Sect is now one of the top forces in the cultivation world, it has a serious gap in young disciples.

After the second generation of disciples was injected with Huo Bingshuang, it became difficult for cultivators to take up the banner.

On the other hand, Taixu Taoism, a major sect with thousands of years of heritage, is indeed unique in cultivating disciples. Talented disciples emerge in large numbers, forming a virtuous circle.

The battle on the riverbank became increasingly intense. Led by two geniuses, the Taixu Daoist disciples took the initiative to charge into the middle of the river where the demonic energy was the thickest.

Zhou Xuanyang punched out, and the golden fist shadow fell to the ground like the sun, evaporating all the monsters within a radius of ten feet.

"Friends from Feitianmen, please retreat to a safe place and watch the battle!"

Zhou Xuanyang laughed loudly, his voice as loud as a bell.

"Leave this to us, Taixu Daomen!"

The humiliation was self-evident. Veins popped up on Xiao Yun's forehead, but he was speechless.

"Senior brother."

A female disciple next to him had tears in her eyes.

"We might as well step back for now."

"Shut up!"

Xiao Yun shouted.

"Even if I die here today, I will not bring disgrace to the reputation of our sect!"

After he finished speaking, he bit his tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the sword, which was immediately ignited with blood-red flames.

Ye Yang frowned slightly when he saw this.

"Forcing the Blood Flame Sword Technique to work, this guy does have some blood in him, but unfortunately..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yun had already rushed into the group of demons. As the blood flames passed, three corpse demons fell down. But he was soon surrounded by more demons and the situation was precarious.

At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the center of the river. The black water surged, and a giant monster with bony wings on its back broke out of the water, its aura reaching the peak of the Real Person Realm!

"It's the Winged Demon! Retreat!"

Seeing this, an elder of Taixu Taoist sect shouted urgently.

Zhou Xuanyang, Mo Hanyi and others' faces changed drastically and they retreated one after another.

Xiao Yun was entangled by the evil spirit and was about to be torn to pieces by the claws of the winged demon.
At the same time, a strange buzzing sound suddenly came from the depths of the Blackwater River, and the entire river began to tremble violently.

The demonic energy surging on the river surface suddenly surged and turned into black clouds that covered the sky and the sun, with countless hideous demon shadows looming in it.

"Oh no, it's the second demonic tide!"

Seeing this, many people's faces changed suddenly.

"Everyone retreat quickly!"

However, the demonic tide came too fast, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of demons broke out of the water, including a few demon generals whose auras were close to that of a real person.

Although Zhou Xuanyang and others were extremely talented, they couldn't help but turn pale when faced with a demonic tide of this scale.

At this critical moment, a long roar suddenly came from the sky.

I saw a long blood-red river falling from the sky. All the monsters disappeared wherever it passed, and even the monstrous demonic energy was mostly dispersed.

"Blood River True Method!"

Yan Qingying's beautiful eyes lit up.

"It's Zhou Sheng who's here."

Ye Yang looked up and saw a young man in a dark red robe walking on the waves in the long blood-red river stretching across the sky.

He had a handsome face but with a bit of evil in it, a blood-red line between his eyebrows was shining brightly, and a strong bloody aura surrounded him.

"Blood inflammation!"

Someone from the Taixu Taoist sect exclaimed.

"Xue Yan, the son of the Blood Demon Saint, is the new immortal of Feitian Sect!"

The blood-flaming ten fingers fluttered like butterfly wings, and the moment the dark red curse seal exploded in the palm of his hand, the entire Black Water River suddenly boiled and surged.

The ink-thick river surface split open into a scarlet mouth, and the blood waves turned into thousands of chains, dragging the last few screaming monsters that rushed over into the abyss.

Those fanged monsters twisted wildly in the river of blood, and dark blue poisonous mist gushed out from where their scales peeled off, but the moment they touched the bloody torrent.

There was a teeth-grinding sizzling sound, and in an instant all the life was sucked out of it, and the shriveled body flew everywhere.

Washed by the blood river, the demonic tide receded at an astonishing speed. The Blackwater River, which had been surging and roaring just now, now returned to dead silence.

The demonic tide came and went quickly, and in just a moment, the entire Blackwater River returned to calm, leaving only a faint smell of blood floating in the air.

Xue Yan finished his training and was about to leave when he suddenly sensed a familiar aura. He turned around and saw Yan Qingying standing on a high cliff not far away.

"Uncle Master Yan!"

Xue Yan showed a look of joy, and immediately controlled the Blood River to fly over.

However, when he got closer, he suddenly discovered that there was a man standing next to Yan Qingying.

The man seemed ordinary, but with his cultivation level at the True Person Realm, he was completely unable to see through the other person's depth.

Xue Yan's heart was shocked, and an incredible thought flashed through his mind. He quickly lowered his body and saluted respectfully. "Disciple Xue Yan, I pay my respects to the Taoist Ancestor! I didn't know that the Taoist Ancestor was here in person, and I failed to welcome him. I hope you will forgive me."

Ye Yang smiled slightly and looked at Xue Yan for a moment: "Yes, you have entered the realm of a real person at such a young age, three years faster than your father did."

When Xue Yan heard Ye Yang mention his father, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"My father often mentioned you when he was alive, saying that you were the person he respected the most."

Ye Yang sighed softly when he heard this, and the heroic and unruly man in the blood-stained robe seemed to appear before his eyes again.

When they were young, the two of them supported each other, but in the pursuit of spiritual practice, the Blood Demon Saint passed away first.

This has to be said to be a regret in my heart.

"Your father was an outstanding cultivator in his time."

Ye Yang's voice was low.

"You can inherit his legacy, and his spirit in heaven will be pleased."

As he spoke, Ye Yang took out a blood-red jade pendant from his sleeve.

The next moment, Ye Yang seemed to have thought of something. He stretched out his hand and waved it. The next moment, blood-colored jade pendants flew out of his hand.

As soon as this blood-colored jade pendant appeared, the air around it suddenly became stagnant.

The entire jade pendant was as red as blood, with fine golden lines flowing on its surface, and it seemed to be pulsating slightly with life. What was even more shocking was that the space within three meters around the jade pendant was faintly distorted, forming a circle of blood-red halo.

"This is."

Xue Yan's pupils suddenly shrank and his voice trembled slightly.

"A treasure to calm the meridians!"

Yan Qingying also looked surprised.

I never thought that Xue Yan was so favored by his senior brother. He had just broken through to the realm of true person and was given a precious meridian-suppressing weapon.

Ye Yang nodded slightly.

This item was obtained when he accidentally killed a cultivator in the starry sky enclave.

Although it looks like a piece of jade, it actually contains extremely rich essence of the blood path.

For ordinary monks, although it is useful, it is far from being as powerful as imagined.

Only in the hands of those monks who specialize in the power of blood can it play the greatest role.

As he said this, he handed the jade pendant to Xue Yan.

"You practice the Blood River Dharma, and this treasure is most suitable for you."

Xue Yan's hands trembled slightly and he didn't dare to take it immediately.

As a blood cultivator, he knew too well the value of this jade pendant. It was a true treasure to calm the meridians. It contained the essence of a complete blood river, which was enough to drive any blood cultivator crazy!
"Grandfather, this is too precious."

Ye Yang smiled calmly.

"Take it. You still have a long way to go. Don't let your father's reputation down."

Hearing this, Xue Yan's eyes turned slightly red.

He took a deep breath, knelt on his knees respectfully, raised his hands high and took the jade pendant.

"Disciple Xue Yan, thank you for the treasure given by the ancestor! I will live up to the ancestor's expectations in this life and glorify the Feitian Sect's Xuehe lineage!"

The moment his fingertips touched the jade pendant, something strange happened!
boom--

The jade pendant suddenly glowed with blood, and an illusory river of blood rushed out from the jade, flowing around Xueyan's body.

The blood-colored line between his eyebrows squirmed and extended like a living thing, and in a blink of an eye it spread all over his body, forming a mysterious blood-colored totem.

"what!"

Xue Yan let out a cry of pain, but it was not because of the pain, but because the dormant blood power in his body was completely activated!
Everyone on the shore was shocked.

The elders and others who came from Taixu Dao Sect all looked terribly pale.

"Blood River Resonance?! This person was able to cause the meridian-suppressing treasure to recognize its master in such a short time!"

Mo Hanyi stared at the bloody figure, and the Ice Soul Sword in his hand made an uneasy hum.

"Feitianmen is about to produce another great master of the blood path."

The blood-red halo lasted for about half a minute before gradually fading away.

When the last trace of blood entered Xue Yan's body, his aura had already skyrocketed several times, and he had reached the middle stage of the True Person Realm!

Xue Yan slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a river of blood surging in his eyes.

He felt the surging power in his body and bowed deeply to Ye Yang again: "I will never forget the kindness of my ancestor in giving me a new life!"

Ye Yang nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, you can complete the blood jade recognition within a quarter of an hour. Your talent is even better than your father's."

Xue Yan's eyes were slightly red, and he solemnly put the jade pendant into his arms: "Thank you for your help, ancestor! I will live up to my father's expectations and the cultivation of the ancestor!"

Yan Qingying on the side smiled and said

"Brother, Qingsong is a very talented child. He has also inherited the true teachings of the Blood Demon Saint. Given time, he will surely become another pillar of our Feitian Sect."

Ye Yang nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, he looked back and found that in the distant sky, a golden light suddenly broke through the sea surface, and a real dragon soared into the sky, and the dragon's roar shook the sky.

After a while, a giant dragon with bright red and white colors intertwined fell from the sky in the distant clouds. Its fiery red dragon scales sparkled in the sun, and its dragon whiskers fluttered, raising mist all over the sky.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Ye, I haven't seen you for many years. You are even more charming than before!"

Amidst hearty laughter, a middle-aged man in a golden robe and with dragon horns on his head came walking on the waves. It was the Dragon King.

Next to him, there was a handsome man in colorful feathered clothes, who was the Three Dream Demon King.

Ye Yang bowed and smiled, "Dragon Lord, Demon King, how are you? Why are you two not guarding the East Sea today, but running to the Black Water River?"

The Three Dream Demon Kings glanced at the Black Water River battlefield below and marveled in amazement.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Ye showed his prowess in the Starry Sky Enclave a few days ago. Today I see that his reputation is well-deserved. These little guys are quite capable under your training."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and hundreds of demons of various shapes and sizes fell from the clouds and charged into the demonic tide.

These monsters are all extremely ferocious, but they don't look very old.

Especially the several big monsters in the lead, their voices were still a little immature. It was obvious that they were the elite that had been recently cultivated after the Three Dream Monster Kings and the Dragon King came to the world of cultivation.

Seeing the demonic aura in the Blackwater River ahead, the Dragon King smiled and said, "Thanks to you and the seniors of the Qilin clan for clearing the demonic troubles in the East China Sea, those demon cubs have been much more well behaved during this period."

"Since you are here, let me stretch my soldiers and generals."

He tapped his dragon claws lightly, and the sea surface suddenly surged. Countless aquatic monsters broke through the waves and joined the battle. With the addition of these two new forces, the demonic tide was quickly suppressed.

Ye Yang looked at this scene and thought: "You two came here not just to help, right?"

The Dragon King and the Three Dream Demon King smiled at each other. The Three Dream Demon King lowered his voice and said.

"Fellow Daoist Ye has a keen eye. To be honest, we discovered a strange water vein in the East China Sea a few days ago."

"Oh?" Ye Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Long Jun took over the conversation: "The spiritual energy of that water vein is as rich as that of the ancient spiritual spring. What's more wonderful is that it happens to connect the Tongtian River and the East China Sea. If we can lead this water vein to connect the two places..."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and he immediately understood the value of it.

Feitianmen is located inland, and material transportation mostly relies on waterways.

If this shortcut can be opened, not only will trade be more convenient, but the spiritual energy of the water veins can also be used to nourish the coast, forming a blessed place for spiritual practice.

"but."

The Three Dream Demon King was in a dilemma. "There is a ten-thousand-year-old black turtle lurking deep in the water vein. Its cultivation has reached the peak of the Yuan Shen. Even the Dragon King and I have not been able to subdue it."

Ye Yang chuckled: "It doesn't matter. With the three of us working together, no matter how powerful the black turtle is, it will be difficult for it to escape."

He turned to Yan Qingying and said, "Junior sister, you and Qingsong stay here, I will be back soon."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Yang took a step forward, and his figure dissipated into the air like foam.

This ability to shrink the distance to an inch is obviously only possible after one has comprehended the art of the void to a certain extent, and Lord Long and the other two were amazed.

The next moment, they followed Ye Yang. (End of this chapter)