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

After speaking, Yan Qingying summoned a cyan-gold sword boat.

The hull of the boat is engraved with flowing cloud and sword patterns.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang boarded the sword boat.

A moment later, Yan Qingying flicked her finger, and the sword boat immediately transformed into a streak of azure light, rushing out of the Locked Spirit Abyss and directly passing through the spatial barrier of the secret realm.

The two looked down from the sky and realized that the scenery outside the window was rushing past them.

The dark abyss transformed into a dazzling starry sky, with countless stars like diamonds embedded in the heavens.

After traveling for about half a day, the two looked up and discovered a planet emitting a soft purple light ahead, which was Ziyuan Star.

As the sword boat passes through the atmosphere.

The protective array of Ziyuan Starland lit up automatically, revealing the continuous palace complex and spiritual fields below.

Upon seeing the two figures on the sword boat, the disciple guarding the array immediately sent a message to report.

The entire planet instantly erupted in chaos.

The sword boat landed steadily in the main hall square. As soon as Ye Yang stepped out of the cabin, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of spiritual herbs blew in his face.

A dozen or so core disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect had already gathered in the square.

Huo Bing Shuang, who was in the lead, quickly stepped forward and bowed.

"Master, it's so wonderful that you've returned safely!"

Ye Yang nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the concerned faces of the crowd, and said in a deep voice.

"Keep the mountain gates tightly shut. No one may disturb my seclusion unless there is an urgent matter."

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a streak of blue light and headed straight for the secluded meditation room.

Inside the quiet room, the spiritual energy was so dense it was almost condensed into liquid.

The high-quality spirit stones inlaid on the stone wall emitted a soft glow.

Ye Yang waved his hand to set up nine layers of restrictions before sitting cross-legged on the cold jade bed. He then took out the jade bottle containing the essence blood of the nine-headed black dragon from his storage bag.

With a wave of his hand, the moment the jade bottle was opened, an overwhelming and irresistible pressure of true spirit rushed towards him.

Before long, fine dust began to fall from the stalactites on the cave ceiling.

Ye Yang flicked his fingertip, and a drop of purple-gold essence blood floated out, transforming into a miniature dragon shadow in his palm.

It sometimes spews out lightning, sometimes surges with water vapor, and the faint phantom images of nine heads can be seen floating in it.

"What a domineering force."

A glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and his divine sense pierced into the essence blood like a fine needle.

At this moment, he could clearly sense two completely different forces.

Perhaps it was because the drop of true spirit blood he received was somewhere between the gentleness of the water element and the violence of the lightning element that it possessed both attributes.

At this moment, the power of water magic and thunder magic merged in the essence and blood like the yin and yang of Tai Chi.

Yet it maintains a delicate balance.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang did not rush to absorb it, but carefully put the essence blood back into the jade bottle.

He then took out the jade slip containing the "Tai Xuan Gui Yi Jue" (太玄归一诀).

Upon handling the jade slip, an ancient and simple Daoist charm flowed out, subtly resonating with the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

Ye Yang immersed his consciousness into it. This time, the words in the jade slip were no longer cold symbols, but rather moved like living things, evolving into cultivation diagrams in his mind.

"This method is completely opposite to the Myriad Pagoda Technique; it is a method that goes from complex to simple."

"First, refine the 'method'; second, refine the 'intention'; third, refine the 'core'..."

Ye Yang muttered to himself, his fingertips tracing the outline of the diagram in the air.

The profound mystery of the Xuan Yuan Immortal Sect's "Tai Yuan Gui Yi Jue" far exceeded his previous expectations.

In particular, its core is not simply to purify spiritual energy, but to dismantle and reassemble all the techniques within the body.

Ultimately, a "Taiyi Core" was formed.

"Using the blood of the Xuanjiao True Spirit as a guide, I temper and cleanse the conflicting forces of different attributes; using the Heaven-Splitting Sword Intent as a blade, I sever the complex entanglements..."

A realization flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

At this moment, he had gained a deeper understanding of the Xuan Yuan Gui Yi Technique of the Xuan Yuan Immortal Sect. The next moment, he directly introduced the Xuan Jiao essence blood he had just taken out into his dantian, while simultaneously circulating the Tai Yuan Gui Yi Technique.

The moment the essence blood touched his palm, it transformed into a stream of purple-gold light, which dispersed throughout his body.

At first, the domineering force caused his meridians to throb with pain.

It was as if countless tiny lightning bolts were tearing flesh apart.

However, with the operation of the "Tai Xuan Gui Yi Jue" (太玄归一诀).

The light gradually became docile and began to wander along a specific route.

Wherever it went, the impure spiritual energy within its body was cleansed and purified.

In an instant, the violent power of the true spirit surged forth like a river bursting its banks.

Ye Yang's meridians were instantly covered with fine bloodstains.

But his expression remained unchanged, and the methods of the "Tai Xuan Gui Yi Jue" were rapidly activated.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword hovered above, its azure-gold sword energy falling like fine rain to protect his primordial spirit.

The water-based power in his essence blood clashed violently with the primordial spirit power within his body.

In particular, the power of lightning and the wings of calamity interacted and resonated with each other.

Ye Yang circulated the "Tai Xuan Gui Yi Jue" to guide these energies through his dantian.

With each cycle, a trace of impurity is stripped away, and the purity of the law increases by one point.

"It really works!"

Ye Yang was overjoyed and quickly guided more essence and blood into his body.

He could clearly feel that the primordial spirit in his dantian was undergoing a transformation.

The originally blurry outline became more and more solid, and even faintly revealed a purple-gold luster.

That was a sign that the power of the Nine-Headed Black Dragon's true spirit had merged with his own primordial spirit.

Outside the stone chamber, spiritual mist surged towards the Locking Spirit Pavilion like a tide, gathering into a huge cloud of spiritual energy on the roof.

Outside the cave, the spiritual energy of the Purple Palace Star Land surged into the quiet room like a tide.

The clouds gathered at the top of the cave, forming a seven-colored cloud that attracted the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect to stop and watch.

Yan Qingying stood outside the cave, looking at the six-winged demonic corpse in front of her whose aura was constantly growing stronger.

Feeling that aura that was sometimes violent and sometimes calm, he said softly.

"It seems that my senior brother has made a breakthrough."

Inside the cave, Ye Yang's aura gradually rose, and a faint starlight appeared between his brows.

The light and shadow were half flowing with purple-gold light and half surrounded by cyan-gold sword energy.

At this moment, after using the Profound Origin Unity Technique to refine the essence blood of the Nine-Headed Mysterious Dragon.

The Myriad Manifestations Floating Pagoda Technique that he originally cultivated within his body was constantly dispersing and merging, and today it was faintly taking the form of "all laws returning to one".

When the last drop of essence blood was refined.

Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of golden light, each over ten feet long, shot out from his eyes. The restrictions on the cave walls were shaken by this gaze, causing them to ripple.

In the quiet room.

Ye Yang, on the other hand, was completely immersed in cultivation.

The essence and blood of the Nine-Headed Mysterious Dragon complement each other with the Mysterious Origin Return to One Technique.

His primordial spirit power was like refined steel, becoming increasingly pure and domineering.

When the last drop of essence and blood is completely absorbed.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of sword light in them, and the entire stone chamber was torn open by that gaze, creating a tiny crack.

"Finally, the power of the Myriad Manifestations Floating Pagoda Technique has been transformed into the Profound Origin Return to One Technique..."

Ye Yang felt the surging power within him and slowly clenched his fist.

He knew that he was one step closer to the miraculous realm of tribulation.

(End of this chapter)