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

Chapter 1101 Soul-Locking Abyss Fellow Daoists
Ye Yang and his group of four passed through the last barrier of spiritual mist.

The entire view of the Soul Locking Abyss was suddenly revealed before our eyes.

Ye Yang looked up and realized that the bottom of the Soul Locking Abyss was a basin that stretched as far as the eye could see.

At this moment, specks of purple mist swirled in the air like veils, blurring the distant scenery.

Nearly a hundred cultivators were scattered in twos and threes at the edge of the basin, each of them tense.

His eyes held both greed for the treasure and wariness of the unknown.

The most striking feature is the center of the basin.

A pale golden light curtain floated in the center.

Mysterious runes flowed across the light screen, and a massive shadow could be vaguely seen writhing at the center of the array.

A deep, muffled dragon roar could be heard from time to time, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"That is?"

Yan Qingying said in a low voice, her gaze sweeping across the crowd before finally settling on the three figures at the very front.

In the very center of this Soul-Locking Abyss.

The three stood side by side, keeping a distance of several feet from the other cultivators.

The spiritual energy emanating from his body acted like an invisible barrier, repelling any low-level cultivators who tried to approach.

Standing in the middle was an old man dressed in a purple robe.

He held a curved sword about a foot long in his hand, the scabbard inlaid with seven dazzling blood-red stars.

Beside the old man was a woman in white, holding a long sword, the glass beads on the sword tassel swaying gently with her breath.

On the far left is a cultivator in red armor, his entire body covered in dark red armor.

A faint scent of blood seeped from the gaps in the armor.

At this moment, Yan Qingying sensed that the auras emanating from these three individuals were exceptionally vast, as boundless as an abyss.

It gave her an inexplicable sense of pressure.

"These three are all cultivators who have cultivated at the Void Refinement Realm for many years."

"If I'm not mistaken, the leader is Li Xue, the sect leader of the Blood Blade Sect."

"That woman is the famous Qingyue Fairy of the North Sea."

"The last person was the Crimson Blood True Man, who was known for his bravery among the rogue cultivators."

The voice of the Yama Empress rang in Yan Qingying's ears.

Just as Ye Yang and the others arrived.

The three of them also sensed Ye Yang's presence almost simultaneously, and when they turned to look, a hint of surprise flashed across their faces.

"That's... Ye Daozu of the Flying Heaven Sect?"

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding cultivators suddenly erupted into a discussion.

The cultivators present all turned their gazes toward Ye Yang, with a mixture of awe and excitement.

"It really is that Daozu Ye!"

"This Dao Ancestor Ye cultivates the way of swords and sabers. Ordinary cultivators are no match for him. I'm afraid the true spirit blood here already has an owner."

"That's not necessarily true. Look, the people next to this Dao Ancestor Ye are all well-established Void Refinement seniors."

The glass bead in Qingyue Fairy's hand swayed faster, and a look of confirmation flashed in her eyes.

"I have always heard of this master of both swords and sabers, but I have never met him."

"Now that we've met, he certainly has an extraordinary demeanor."

Li Cang took the first step, his purple robe leaving a trail of afterimages in the mist, and clasped his hands in a fist and smiled.

"The presence of Dao Ancestor Ye truly brings honor to this humble abyss of the Soul Locking Abyss! I, Li Cang, have long admired the name of 'Master of Both Sword and Saber'."

"The feat of Dao Ancestor Ye, who joined forces with others to slay the demonic cultivator under the tribulation of lightning in the outer starry sky, has spread throughout the world!"

Crimson Blood Immortal also stepped forward and spoke in a deep, muffled voice.

"Chi Xue greets Fellow Daoist Ye."

He was not good with words, but at this moment he nodded slightly to Ye Yang.

The fact that this top-tier rogue cultivator, who never submits to anyone, would treat Ye Yang with such courtesy speaks volumes about his opinion of him.

Ye Yang returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Sect Master Li, Fairy Qingyue, Fellow Daoist Chixue."

His gaze swept over the three people, and he could clearly feel the surging aura within them. Clearly, these people had also come for the True Spirit Blood.

"Are you all here for the Nine-Headed Black Dragon as well?"

Fairy Qingyue gently stroked her sword sheath, her gaze shifting to the vast Spirit-Locking Array in the abyss. "Indeed. It is said that the essence blood of the Xuanjiao True Spirit can cleanse the marrow and meridians, breaking through the barriers of cultivation realms, but this Spirit-Locking Array is far too sturdy."

She sighed.

"The three of us attacked together for half a day, but we only left a few shallow marks on the light screen. The runes at the core of the formation actually flowed more rapidly."

"not only that."

Crimson Blood Master suddenly spoke, pointing to the ground.

"Master Ye, please take a look."

Ye Yang looked down and saw that the soil in the basin had a faint blood-red hue.

In particular, some low-lying areas were filled with dark red liquid, emitting a faint fishy smell.

These vital energies seemed to be flowing slowly towards the core of the Spirit Locking Array, following some invisible trajectory.

"When the dragon's roar came from the formation just now, the blood energy became a bit thicker."

The Crimson Blood Immortal frowned deeply.

"I am skilled in blood cultivation and am very sensitive to abnormalities in blood energy. I always feel that something is wrong."

"This blood energy doesn't seem to belong to the Xuanjiao itself, but rather... it seems to have been artificially gathered."

Ye Yang's heart stirred, and he looked up at the patterns of those runes.

It was surprisingly similar to the restrictions they had placed outside the Xuan Yuan Immortal Sect's Scripture Pavilion.

However, compared to other things, it has an added element of eeriness and distortion.

It seems they are all from the same lineage, both being the work left behind by the Xuan Yuan Immortal Sect.

However, the restrictions here are somewhat different from those I saw in the Sutra Repository.

It seemed as if someone had tampered with it, especially since the great formation was covered in bloodstains.

"It's likely that someone is using the blood energy of cultivators to catalyze the Xuanjiao's breaking of the seal."

The group exchanged glances, a strange glint in each of their eyes.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword in Ye Yang's hand trembled slightly.

He withdrew his gaze and addressed Li Cang and the other two.

"We should not linger here. That nine-headed black dragon is likely about to break the seal. Does anyone have a way to break the formation?"

Li Cang took out a blood-red token.

"I brought the 'Breaking Restriction Talisman' from the Rift Blade Sect. Although it may not be able to completely break the Spirit Locking Array, it can temporarily disrupt the flow of runes."

"Fairy Qingyue's Flowing Cloud Sword Technique excels at precise strikes, and Fellow Daoist Chixue's Blood Armor can withstand the power of the formation. If we add Daoist Ye's Sky-Splitting Sword Intent..."

"You can give it a try."

After hearing their discussion, Ye Yang nodded slightly.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword at her fingertips also emitted a faint Sky-Splitting Sword Light.

"But before we make a move, it would be best to get these low-level cultivators to retreat a bit."

"The backlash from the Nine-Headed Black Dragon when it broke the seal was something they couldn't withstand."

Fairy Qingyue responded.

"I'll go and make them leave right away."

After speaking, she flashed in white and landed in front of the crowd, her clear and cold voice echoing throughout the basin.

"The Spirit-Locking Array is about to shatter. When the Xuanjiao was born, its blood energy was overwhelming. Anyone who doesn't want to die, retreat three miles outside the abyss immediately!"

Although the cultivators were reluctant to leave, they knew that the words of the Void Refinement cultivator were no joke, and they all discussed and retreated.

Only a few, clinging to a sliver of hope, tried to stay on the edge and observe, but were forced to retreat repeatedly by a burst of blood energy swept by the Crimson Blood True Man.

After these low-level cultivators left one by one.

On the light screen of the Spirit Locking Array, the crimson runes flowed faster and faster, and the dragon's roar at the array's core became increasingly violent.

Ye Yang and his three companions exchanged glances and then acted simultaneously.

Countless streams of spiritual energy intertwined in the purple mist, forming a vast net, awaiting the perfect moment to break the formation.

Ye Yang tapped the hilt of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword three times with his fingertips, and the purple-gold light on the sword suddenly lit up, tearing three afterimages in the purple mist.

He stared at the increasingly clear blood-red patterns on the Spirit Locking Array's light screen and suddenly said.

"The core of this formation is not in the surface runes, but in the underground spiritual veins."

But none of them noticed.

Behind the distant rock wall, a yellow demonic shadow was licking its claws, its eyes gleaming with a green light as it waited for its prey to fall into its trap.

(End of this chapter)