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

With a wave of his hand, countless starlight descended from the sky, landing precisely in the hands of each applicant.

The moment Han Yu caught the talisman, he felt a warm surge of star power flow into his body.

He was shocked to discover that his long-stagnant cultivation was showing signs of loosening!
"This talisman can not only automatically protect its owner in times of crisis, but also assist in cultivation."

Ye Yang's voice continued to come through.

"Meet outside the mountain gate at Chenshi (7-9 AM) in three days. Now, prepare yourselves."

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Han Yu remained standing still.

He looked in the direction Ye Yang had left and suddenly noticed a subtle spatial fluctuation.

That's clearly someone using a high-level communication talisman!

Inside the quiet room on the back mountain of the main peak of Feitianmen.

A water mirror floated in front of Ye Yang, and what appeared in the mirror was actually the Ice Fairy of the Netherworld!
"Senior Ye, it's been a long time. I hope you've been well."

The Ice Fairy remained aloof and elegant, but her tone had softened considerably.

Ye Yang said calmly.

"Why has the fairy suddenly sent a message?"

"People of the bright side don't speak secretly."

The Ice Fairy stared directly at Ye Yang.

"I, Youming Huangquan, wish to cooperate with Feitianmen to develop the Starry Sky Land."

Ye Yang raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Oh? Back in Ziyuan Star, the fairy didn't have this attitude."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the Ice Fairy's face, but she quickly regained her composure: "Times have changed. We are willing to exchange 'a inherited Dao technique' for the mining rights to a Star Pattern Black Iron Mine."

A glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

There are as many as nine cultivators at or above the Yuan Shen Dao Realm in the Netherworld Yellow Springs.

The Daoist secrets passed down naturally are also extraordinary.

Currently, the only inherited Daoist technique of the Flying Heaven Sect is the Floating Pagoda Myriad Manifestations Technique, which he himself created by integrating various methods.

The Heavenly River Cloud Soaring Dao Technique from the Heavenly River Daoist, and the Three Parts of the Myriad Demon Chaos Method obtained by Yan Qingying from the Beast Demon Sect.

If the Flying Heaven Sect could obtain a Daoist technique.

For the Flying Heaven Sect, this will greatly enhance its foundation.

"Okay, but I have one more condition."

Ye Yang suddenly said.

"The Netherworld must publicly support the Flying Heaven Gate's ownership of the core territory of the Purple Palace Star Land."

The Ice Fairy's expression changed slightly.

"This is tantamount to making us enemies of other major sects!"

"Then no need to talk."

Ye Yang made a gesture as if to turn off the water mirror.

"and many more!"

"Ice Fairy gritted her teeth and said."

"This matter is of great importance, and I need to consult with the other Dao Ancestors."

After the water mirror went out, a cold smile appeared on Ye Yang's lips.

The Purple Palace Star Region is rich in resources, but at that time, the Dao Alliance only promised the Flying Heaven Gate the core area of ​​the Purple Palace Star Region.

There are still quite a few sects and forces on the outskirts.

When it comes to real interests, there is never peace between the various sects.

The Netherworld and Yellow Springs are numerous and extremely powerful. If we could form an alliance with them...

This is a good thing for the Flying Heaven Sect's interests in the Purple Palace Star Region.

"It seems we need to speed things up."

Ye Yang muttered to himself, then turned and walked toward the observatory.

There, Gu Xuan had been waiting for a long time.

"How's it going?"

Gu Xuan asked urgently.

"It's more complicated than expected."

Ye Yang said in a deep voice.

"I just received news that the Gu God Palace, the Soul Refining Sect, and other forces outside the Ziyuan Star Land have secretly dispatched a team to the Ziyuan Star Land."

Gu Xuan's expression changed drastically.

"What? How dare they?"

"Because they know we are short-staffed."

"However, what they didn't expect was..."

He patted the railing of the observatory.

"We have the Thunderclap Ferry and the Heavenly Spirit Ship, so we can definitely pass on the order immediately. The conscription plan will be brought forward, and we will set off tomorrow!"

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight shone on the Flying Heaven Gate, thousands of cultivators had already assembled.

Among them were elite disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect, elders from various families, and ragged but determined rogue cultivators.

Ye Yang stood high in the sky, his voice carrying far and wide.

"This expedition will be led by me personally. Remember, in the Starry Sky Land, the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect must unite as one!"

He raised his hand and waved it, and the observatory burst forth with dazzling starlight.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky!
"Look at the sky!"

One of the disciples suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked up.

Above the Flying Gate, the clouds churned, and a blinding bolt of lightning ripped through the sky.

Accompanied by deafening thunder, a colossal, purplish-black vessel slowly pierced through the clouds.

"It's the Thunderclap Ferry!" Li Xuanfeng excitedly tugged at his father's sleeve.

"Father, this is the Flying Heaven Sect's extraterrestrial starship! It usually suppresses the East Sea, I never expected it to appear here today."

Li Qingtian narrowed his eyes and saw that the giant ship was about a thousand feet long, and its hull was covered with mysterious lightning patterns.

Thirty-six pairs of thunder wings shimmered dangerously in the sunlight on each side.

The bow of the ship is carved with the head of a fierce-looking Qilin, whose eyes are crackling with real lightning.

"Board the ship!"

Ye Yang's voice came from high above.

Thousands of monks flew toward the giant ship in an orderly fashion.

Han Yu followed in the group, her palms sweating profusely.

He had never ridden in such a high-level flying magical artifact before; just getting close to it, he could feel a slight tingling sensation on his skin.

"Watch out for the steps."

A gentle voice sounded.

Han Yu turned his head and saw a Flying Heaven Sect inner disciple dressed in purple robes smiling at him. "First time riding the Thunderclap Boat?"

Han Yu nodded, and the disciple smiled.

"Don't touch the railings on either side; there are lightning runes on them. Follow me, I'll take you to the lower deck."

As the last cultivator boarded the ship, the Thunderclap Ferry emitted a long, resonant thunderous roar.

Thirty-six pairs of thunder wings unfolded simultaneously.

Violent lightning swirled between the wings, and the surrounding air was distorted by the intense heat.

"Stand still!"

someone shouted.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning, tens of meters in diameter, shot out from the stern of the ship, instantly breaking the sound barrier.

Han Yu felt as if his internal organs were being crushed, and he quickly circulated his magic power to protect himself.

Through the porthole, he saw the Flying Gate Mountain Gate rapidly shrinking, turning into a tiny black dot the size of a palm in the blink of an eye.

Before entering, Han Yu took one last look back at the mountains and rivers of the cultivation world, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He didn't know what awaited him, but he knew that this might be an opportunity to change the course of his life.

What followed was a voyage that lasted for several days.

The boat suddenly shook violently.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the window, with countless lightning bolts darting through the clouds.

The Thunder-Crossing Boat thrived as if in its own water, actively absorbing the surrounding lightning power, making the lightning patterns on its hull even more dazzling.

"Look over there!"

Someone pointed out the window and exclaimed in surprise.

Han Yu leaned closer and saw a floating fairy mountain faintly visible in the distant sea of ​​clouds.

The mountain was pierced by nine chains, the ends of which disappeared into the void.

"That's... Prisoner Demon Mountain?"

Li Qingtian had arrived at the window at some point, his expression grave.

"Legend has it that many of the remaining demons were captured and suppressed inside this time."

The boat shuddered again, and Prisoner Mountain was quickly left behind.

The clouds gradually thinned, the sky turned from blue to black, and finally became a deep starry sky.

"We've reached outer space!"

On the enormous Thunderclap Ferry, countless disciples excitedly crowded to the windows.

Han Yu held her breath.

This was the first time he had seen the entire world of cultivation with his own eyes.

A blue planet floated in the darkness, surrounded by a faint aura of spiritual energy, breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly, the Thunderclap Ferry began to shake violently.

"Oh no! It's spatial turbulence!"

One of the disciples' expressions changed drastically.

Outside the window, the once peaceful starry sky suddenly distorted, and countless spatial cracks spread like a spider web.

Several cracks even grazed the hull, leaving deep marks on the thunder pattern.

"Everyone, hold on tight to the anchor!"

Ye Yang's voice echoed throughout the entire ship.

The next moment, a vast and overwhelming pressure erupted from the bow of the ship.

Han Yu saw Ye Yang standing at the bow of the boat, his hands forming a mudra, and all seventy-two acupoints on his body lighting up simultaneously.

A dazzling starlight surged from his body, transforming into a massive light shield that protected the entire airship.

"break!"

Ye Yang gave a soft shout, and the starlight surged.

The spatial rift ahead was forcibly opened, and the Thunderous Calamity-Crossing Boat seized the opportunity to rush into it.

The process of traversing the spatial rift is like being thrown into a rolling mill and repeatedly crushed.

Han Yu gripped the handrail on the bulkhead tightly, feeling as if her internal organs were about to shift.

After an unknown amount of time, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

"We've arrived," the purple-robed disciple said weakly.

Han Yu struggled to get up, looked out the window, and was immediately stunned.

A purple planet floats in front of us, its surface flowing with golden patterns, like a fine work of art.

Further away, countless stars twinkled.

Some are as red as blood, some as blue as the sea, and some as white as snow, forming a dreamlike sea of ​​stars.

"That is the Purple Enclosure Star Region." (End of Chapter)