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

Chapter 1096 This Time, the Sky-Splitting Sword Was Acquired
At this moment, Ye Yang was eager to test the power of the Calamity Light Sword Wings.

With the flapping of wings.

Ye Yang's figure sometimes transformed into lightning, weaving through the centipede's legs, and sometimes into flames, sweeping across the Blood Centipede King's venom glands.

Each teleportation leaves a wound on the Blood Centipede King.

"Where are you?!"

"Damn it, if you've got the guts, come out and fight Grandpa to the death."

The Blood Centipede King was furious. He roared to the sky and went completely mad.

Blood Centipede is an insectoid species, fierce and ruthless, and after years of cultivation, he is undoubtedly the king of his kind.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to chase after us directly.

At this moment, they suddenly encountered such a formidable enemy.

The Blood Centipede King dared not struggle. It suddenly curled its body into a ball, and a thick blood mist erupted from its body, attempting to seal off the space with the poisonous mist.

However, all of this was in vain.
Ye Yang had already appeared beneath its belly using the spatial teleportation ability of the Blazing Light Wings.

This is the weakest point in the Blood Centipede King's defenses, and also where its venom sac is located.

It's just too fast.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and a murderous intent filled his heart.

The Blazing Wings flapped violently behind him, with energy intertwined with lightning and flames flowing at the wingtips.

It made a hissing sound, as if countless tiny lightning bolts were jumping around.

"It's now!"

Ye Yang let out a low shout, and his figure shot out like an arrow, his wings of calamity rushing towards the poison sac under the Blood Centipede King's abdomen.

The speed was so fast that it tore through the air, creating a sharp whistling sound.

Although the Blood Centipede King sensed the danger beneath its abdomen, its massive body was simply too small to mount an effective defense.

"Pfft" sound.

With a piercing cutting sound, the Taixu Crimson Lotus Sword precisely pierced the Blood Centipede King's venom sac.

"Ow!"

The Blood Centipede King let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The venom sac was punctured, and dark green venom gushed out instantly, carrying a pungent, fishy odor.

It splashed onto the ground, corroding small pits in the surface.

Ye Yang struck successfully and did not linger in the fight.

He suddenly drew the Taixu Red Lotus Sword and, using the spatial teleportation ability of the Calamity Light Wings, instantly retreated hundreds of feet away.

The spot where he had just stood had been smashed into a large crater by the Blood Centipede King's body, which had been thrashing about wildly, sending dirt flying everywhere.

The surrounding trees were snapped in half, and the boulders were smashed to pieces.

A dense blood mist erupted again, even thicker than before, almost enveloping the entire area.

Ye Yang's figure kept flashing in and out of the blood mist, and each time he appeared, he added another wound to the Blood Centipede King's body.

Sometimes it's a flash of lightning that leaves behind charred marks.

Sometimes, flames would sweep across, scorching the air and producing a burnt smell.

The Blood Centipede King launched a frantic counterattack, but it was unable to touch Ye Yang even slightly.

With a clang!
The Taixu Red Lotus Sword and the Evil King Blade were drawn simultaneously.

The black and red sword energy was enhanced by the Calamity Light Wings.

It transformed into a spiraling stream of light, instantly piercing through the Blood Centipede King's abdominal armor.

"hiss!"

The Blood Centipede King let out a scream so shrill it seemed inhuman.

Its massive body suddenly straightened, and the red light in its compound eyes below its abdomen quickly dimmed.

It could feel its venom sac being shredded by the sword energy, and its life force was flowing away like the tide.

But he died without ever seeing how the enemy who killed him actually did it.

With a loud bang, the Blood Centipede King's body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Ye Yang hovered in mid-air, his Calamity Wings slowly retracting, and the bloodstains on his sword turned to ashes under the scorching of the Crimson Lotus Flame.

He glanced down at the corpse of the Blood Centipede King, a smile playing on his lips.

After being reforged and incorporating the wing bones of a three-headed phoenix, the Wind and Thunder Sword Wings became much more powerful.

He seemed to have a faint ability to see through the void, and now that he had unleashed it, his strength did not disappoint him.

Empress Yama and Yan Qingying stepped forward, their eyes flashing with amazement as they looked at the enormous, yet unseeing, blood centipede king.

"It seems this sword is indeed extraordinary; such a strong commotion has attracted quite a few things."

The Yama Empress looked up at the Sky-Splitting Sword.

"We need to find a way to subdue it as soon as possible, otherwise more trouble will come knocking."

Ye Yang nodded, his gaze once again falling on the giant sword floating in mid-air.

He took a deep breath, and as his chest rose and fell, the air around him seemed to ignite.

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the primordial spirit power within his body surged like a rushing river.

It rushes through the meridians, each flow carrying immense power.

"Refining Void Dao Power, arise!"

With a low shout, an aura far surpassing his previous battle against the Blood Centipede King erupted from his body.

Ye Yang unleashed his full power, interspersed with specks of starlight, like flowing, dazzling gold.

Soon, a dazzling halo formed on Ye Yang's body, shaking away the surrounding blood mist.

He formed hand seals, his fingertips tracing complex patterns.

Under his control, the power of the Void Refining Dao seemed to come alive, surging towards the giant sword suspended in mid-air.

The runes that were originally surrounding the greatsword seemed to be summoned at this moment.

They all swarmed around Ye Yang, like stars surrounding the moon.

"Buzz!"

A moment later, the giant sword stuck in the ground finally reacted.

It emitted a deep hum, as if a sleeping behemoth had been awakened.

The area around the sword, in particular, began to vibrate slightly.

On the bluish-gray surface of the ore, amidst the cracked patterns, the purple-gold luster flowed even more joyfully.

Soon.

The giant sword trembled more and more violently, and the surrounding ground began to shake.

The soil kept peeling off the sword, revealing a smoother and harder blade.

A blue dragon was coiled around the hilt of the sword, and a red light seemed to flash in its eyes, as if it wanted to break free from the sword's restraints.

Ye Yang's eyes sharpened, and he increased the speed at which he formed hand seals.

The power of the Void Refining Dao was like a giant dragon, crashing fiercely into the giant sword.

"Clang!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the canyon, and the giant sword suddenly rose a few inches, exuding an aura of dominance over the world.

It seemed to be resisting Ye Yang's attempt to subdue it, constantly shaking and struggling.

But Ye Yang did not back down at all.

He felt the connection between the Void Refining Dao Power within his body and the Sky-Splitting Sword becoming increasingly close.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and thought of the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique he had practiced before.

"rise!"

With a low shout from Ye Yang.

A series of sharp sword energies swirled rapidly around him.

These sword energies followed specific trajectories, seemingly forming a mysterious star map, exuding a majestic aura.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Sky-Splitting Sword traced a graceful arc in his hand, its tip pointing directly at the giant sword suspended in front of him.

In an instant, a Heaven-Splitting Intent, originating from the same source as the giant sword, erupted from Ye Yang's body, resonating with the aura on the Heaven-Splitting Sword.

"Buzz." The giant sword's previously frenzied vibrations paused slightly.

It also seemed to be attracted by Ye Yang's Sky-Splitting Sword Technique.

In particular, the purple-gold light on the sword began to flash rhythmically, emitting an aura as domineering and majestic as the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique.

This aura was like a sleeping dragon awakening, intertwining with Ye Yang's aura and forming visible ripples in the air.

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed, and a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

He could clearly feel that the connection between the greatsword and himself was constantly deepening.

He continued to activate the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique.

The giant sword's throbbing gradually calmed down, no longer struggling wildly as before.

In particular, the azure dragon on the hilt of the sword also let out a gentle dragon roar, and the red light in its eyes gradually faded away.

Ye Yang seized the opportunity, pushed his hands forward sharply, and shouted.

"receive!"

With a soft exclamation from Ye Yang.

The primordial spirit's power instantly tightened, tightly enveloping the giant sword within it.

The greatsword emitted a final hum, then transformed into a streak of bluish-gray light, flying towards Ye Yang's hand.

"Success!"

At this moment, the giant sword's rotation speed slowed down, and finally it hovered steadily three feet in front of Ye Yang.

Its aura perfectly blended with Ye Yang's Sky-Splitting Sword Technique.

The previous resistance was gone.

Ye Yang extended his right hand and firmly grasped the sword hilt.

A cool and heavy sensation came from the hilt of the sword and flowed into his body.

He could clearly feel the immense power contained within the giant sword, as well as its domineering and heaven-splitting intent.

He looked down at the greatsword in his hand.

The sword, which was over a hundred feet long, had disappeared.

It transformed into a bluish-gray longsword that was only a little over three feet long.

The azure dragon on the sword hilt is so lifelike that it seems ready to come to life at any moment.

A relieved smile appeared on Ye Yang's lips.

He could feel the goodwill emanating from the greatsword; it was a kind of recognition, a kind of submission.

He reached out and gently stroked the cold blade of the greatsword, his heart filled with emotion.

"It seems that our fate was already sealed."

Ye Yang said softly, his tone carrying a hint of emotion and determination.

The greatsword seemed to understand his words, emitting another deep hum, as if in response.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Azure Dragon Sword traced a graceful arc in his hand.

In an instant, a heaven-splitting intent, originating from the same source as the giant sword, erupted from Ye Yang's body.

The surrounding space seemed to be affected by these two auras, and it became slightly distorted.

The purple-gold light on the sword began to flash rhythmically.

It exudes the same domineering and majestic aura as the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique.

Between heaven and earth, the surging sword intent and sword energy continued to rise, seemingly about to completely overturn this world.

It demonstrates the indestructible and sky-shattering power of the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique.

"receive!"

Ye Yang gave a low shout, his voice not loud, but it seemed to carry an unquestionable authority.

Countless sword energies that soared into the sky, seemingly about to tear the heavens apart, were drawn together by an invisible force, changing direction and converging towards the Sky-Splitting Sword.

Each time a sword aura merged into the Sky-Splitting Sword, the sword emitted a satisfied hum.

Immediately afterwards, the surging sword intent subsided, but did not dissipate.

Instead, it settles within the sword's body, making the Sky-Splitting Sword appear more substantial and sharp.

As the last sword energy was withdrawn, the suffocating sword pressure that filled the world slowly dissipated.

The dark clouds gradually cleared, and the lightning and thunder disappeared without a trace.

Ye Yang sheathed his sword and stood there, the Sky-Splitting Sword firmly in his hand. The purple-gold light on the sword slowly faded, restoring its ancient, bluish-gray appearance.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on obtaining another astonishing sword."

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, your strength has improved even further."

"We shouldn't stay here any longer, let's go."

Ye Yang spoke, his voice slightly hoarse.

The two nodded; they both understood that the commotion caused by the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique must have been considerable.

It may have already attracted the attention of other powerful individuals.

Ye Yang said no more, and the group disappeared from this space in a few flashes.

Behind them, only a devastated land remained.

A short while later, after the three people left.

A yellow figure appeared like a ghost at the spot where they had been standing.

It turned out to be a small figure that looked very much like a weasel, with wings on its back.

The figure was strangely shaped, and its movements carried an indescribable slippery feel.

It first cautiously looked around, and only after confirming that there was no danger did it slowly move towards the corpse of the Blood Centipede King not far away.

When it approached the Blood Centipede King, the small weasel visibly paused, seemingly intimidated by the powerful aura lingering on the Blood Centipede King's corpse.

Even though the Blood Centipede King was dead, the oppressive aura emanating from its enormous body was still not to be underestimated.

The small weasel circled the corpse of the Blood Centipede King, and when it saw the incredibly hard carapace on the Blood Centipede King's body, it revealed a hint of greed.

But when its gaze fell upon the wound that pierced through the body on the Blood Centipede King's abdominal armor, as well as other wounds of varying depths and smooth edges on the corpse...

The small weasel trembled violently, filled with unimaginable horror.

"The Blood Centipede King is dead! This is bad! We must inform our master immediately!"

It knew all too well the Blood Centipede King's strength; the Blood Centipede King had cultivated for a thousand years.

Its hard shell is enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator; ordinary methods simply cannot cause such fatal damage.

But the Blood Centipede King in front of them had obviously been killed at an extremely fast speed, with hardly any trace of struggling or resisting.

at this time!

The antennae of the small weasel inadvertently swept across the ground beside it, and an extremely sharp aura instantly emanated from the antennae.

It abruptly pulled its body back and looked around in terror.

On the ground, on broken trees and rocks, faint traces of sword energy remained everywhere.

Although those marks were subtle, they carried a domineering power that seemed capable of severing everything.

What made it even more uneasy was that a faint aura of the Heaven-Splitting Aura still lingered in the air.

Although the aura was faint, it was like the sharpest needle, piercing the mucus on its body surface and causing ripples.

The small weasel's figure could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within its aura.

It possessed a powerful force capable of instantly reducing it to ashes.

"Hey! Hiss!"

The small weasel emitted a series of rapid hisses, its voice filled with fear and terror.

It had lived for countless years, yet it had never felt such a terrifying aura.

It instinctively realized that it had just almost run into a group of terrifyingly powerful demons.

If they hadn't hidden themselves in time, they probably would have met the same fate as the Blood Centipede King.

It dared not linger any longer, nor even glance at the Blood Centipede King's corpse.

He turned and transformed into a yellow shadow, fleeing away from the area without looking back.

(End of this chapter)