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

And just as Ye Yang went into seclusion...

Above the protective array of Ziyuan Star Land.

The flowing purple spiritual mist was suddenly pierced by a ray of golden light.

The golden light arrived abruptly, yet it carried a gentle and lingering Buddhist aura.

Even the spiritual ice crystals condensed at the core of the formation shimmered with a soft glow.

In the meeting hall.

Chen Hao seemed to sense something.

He lowered his head and took out a jade talisman from his waist.

It seems that some message has arrived at this moment.

The jade talisman vibrated incessantly, emitting a buzzing sound.

A short while later, a line of gilded Sanskrit characters appeared on the surface of the jade talisman.

Ye Yang brushed his fingertips across the jade talisman, and an unbelievable look of joy instantly bloomed on his face.

"News from the Dao Alliance! Master Renle... has actually survived nine heavenly lightning strikes with his Buddhist body and attained the Dao Tribulation Realm!"

"Thunder Tribulation Realm?!"

There was an uproar in the hall.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xuan was equally shocked and abruptly stood up.

"In the entire cultivation world, cultivators at the Thunder Tribulation Realm can be counted on one hand!"

"Master Renle was actually able to withstand the heavenly tribulation with his Buddha body, his cultivation level is truly..."

Yan Qingying also smiled.

"The Great Sun Tathagata Body of Samsara Zen Temple is indeed well-deserved of its reputation. After his breakthrough, with Master Renle presiding over the Dao Alliance, those demons who covet the Star Land should restrain themselves."

She glanced at the demonic corpse behind her. Although the red light in its eyes was still intense, it had lost some of its ferocity.

Clearly, the period of recuperation since returning from the Xuan Yuan Secret Realm has been quite effective.

Chen Hao held the jade talisman high and read the information on it before speaking.

"The Dao Alliance sent a message saying that when Master Renle was undergoing his tribulation, his Buddha light shone for three thousand miles, directly purifying the demonic energy accumulated outside Black Wind Valley."

"This is not only a blessing for the Dao Alliance, but also points out the way forward for us."

"Although Buddhism and Taoism are different paths, their principles of refining the essence are the same. If Master Renle can achieve enlightenment, we should also strive to improve."

"As long as one's resolve is firm, there will eventually come a day when one can open the gates of tribulation!"

Just then, Gu Xuan spoke up.

"During the Dao Ancestor's seclusion, I led my disciples to survey the geomantic veins of the Ziyuan Star Land and discovered that there were hidden secrets in the southeast Thousand Island Lake area."

Elder Gu Xuan unfolded a map made of animal hide and pointed to an area marked by thick fog.

"This place was originally the hub of the star and earth spiritual veins. After our last sorting, although the water veins were opened up and drawn upon."

"However, it is not yet fully developed. If we can organize manpower to develop it, we may be able to harvest a large amount of water-based spiritual materials again."

"Pass the order."

Ye Yang's voice carried an undeniable determination.

"Summon cultivators from within the sect who are proficient in formations and water-based techniques. They will accompany me to Thousand Island Lake in three days."

"No matter how many difficulties and dangers there are, my Flying Heaven Sect is determined to take this land of a thousand islands!"

Three days later, the fleet from the Flying Gate broke through the morning mist of the Purple Enclosure Star Land.

We headed towards Qiandao Lake.

On the Tongtian Spirit Ship, Ye Yang stood by the railing, gazing at the lake shrouded in mist in the distance.

The mist there is not ordinary water vapor, but contains a special energy that is dissipated from water veins and spiritual veins, which is difficult even for divine sense to penetrate.

"Dao Ancestor, according to the sect leader's compass, there is an underwater canyon in the northern part of Thousand Island Lake, which is the core area where the water vein broke off back then."

Wang Dong stepped forward, holding a newly drawn map marked with densely packed dots of cinnabar.

“I have instructed my disciples to prepare ‘water-stabilizing spirit stakes.’ Once the stakes are driven into the fault line in the canyon, the overflowing spiritual energy can be initially stabilized.”

Ye Yang nodded, his fingertips lightly tapping the gunwale.

"Let the demonic corpse scout ahead, and then disciples proficient in water-based techniques will follow. I have already explored this Thousand Island Lake area before."

"The remains of many aquatic creatures lie dormant in that water; beware of their lingering souls."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingying patted the six-winged demon corpse behind her.

The demonic corpse let out a low growl, and its six pairs of bone wings unfolded, creating a gust of air that dispersed the thin mist at the bow of the boat. The red light in its corpse eyes swept across the lake, tearing a brief vacuum in the mist.

Gu Xuan held a bronze compass, its needle spinning wildly, the tip pointing to the center of the lake, emitting a bluish light. "This is it! There's a spiritual vein fault three hundred feet underwater, where 'Mysterious Ice Demon' has condensed, which needs to be neutralized with fire-attribute spiritual materials first."

Ye Yang took out a jade bottle and poured out three drops of refined magma essence.

"The essence of magma contains the power of extreme yang fire, which can break through the ice."

He flicked his finger, and his essence blood transformed into three streams of light that fell into the lake.

In an instant, the lake surface churned, the crisp sound of ice breaking came from underwater, and wisps of lightning were mixed in with the white mist.

"Do it!"

At Ye Yang's command, a hundred cultivators simultaneously unleashed their magical artifacts.

Disciples skilled in formations threw out "Water-Stabilizing Spirit Stakes," which sank to the bottom of the water with runes, forming a ring-shaped defense on both sides of the canyon.

Meanwhile, many water-based cultivators formed hand seals to draw the lake water, gathering the scattered spiritual energy towards the center of the array.

The six-winged demonic corpse even submerged directly underwater.

With a swing of its claws, it tore the water demons that tried to approach into pieces.

In particular, the vortex generated by the flapping of the six-winged demon corpse's wings precisely drew the dissipated spiritual energy back into the formation.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang pointed with one hand, and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword roared out, instantly piercing into the array's core.

The sword light on the blade spread along the array patterns, resonating with the magma essence underwater.

A moment later, a sharp, cyan-gold sword aura shot into the sky, cleaving a huge crack in the mist that shrouded the lake.

Through the crack, one can see a broken spiritual vein lying horizontally in the lake bottom canyon, like the skeleton of a giant dragon, with black malevolent energy seeping from the break.

“That ‘Netherworld Dead Water’ is an evil spirit that grows after the earth’s veins break; it will cause decay upon contact.”

Elder Gu Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly took out a scroll of "Soul-Suppressing Banner".

"This banner is needed for purification; otherwise, the spirit stake will not be able to take root."

Yan Qingying suddenly spoke.

"Let the demon corpse try."

At her command, the six-winged demonic corpse leaped out of the water, its claws still adorned with wisps of black malevolent energy.

Surprisingly, the malevolent energy that touched the demonic corpse's bone wings was quickly frozen by the icy moon crystals on them, and then pulverized by the sharp light of the star-gold.

The demonic corpse growled and slithered in again.

This time, it no longer attacks the remnant soul.

Instead, it used corpse wings to wrap around the broken part of the spiritual vein, gradually absorbing the Netherworld Dead Water onto the bone wings, allowing the ice crystals and golden patterns to refine it.

And at the same time.

The azure dragon phantom on the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword rushed into the lake, flowing along the spiritual veins and water veins.

Wherever the dragon passed, the severed blood vessels healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black malevolent energy was burned by the dragon's breath, rising into white mist.

The underwater cultivators seized the opportunity to speed up, embedding the water-stabilizing spirit stakes deep into both sides of the fault. The runes on the stakes lit up, forming a triangle with Ye Yang's sword energy and the purification power of the demon corpse.

When the last spirit stake was placed, the entire Thousand Island Lake suddenly trembled.

Thousands of water jets erupted from the bottom of the lake, each jet carrying a multicolored spiritual light, condensing into a massive water curtain in the air.

"It's done!"

Many disciples shouted excitedly upon seeing this.

"The spiritual vein is open!"

Ye Yang sheathed his sword, gazing at the churning spiritual mist on the lake's surface, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

The area around Thousand Island Lake had undergone initial development after the expansion and diversion of waterways.

However, this area is vast and has not yet been fully developed.

After practicing the Profound Origin Unity Technique this time, Ye Yang's primordial spirit power was refined once again, becoming incomparably pure.

He used his refined primordial spirit power to activate the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

By severing the spiritual veins and opening the water veins with the sword, the originally murky lake water instantly became crystal clear.

In an instant, even the bottom of the water began to grow lustrous spiritual herbs.

Around the temporary battle platform on the shore, newly formed spiritual springs even gushed forth.

Gu Xuan held the compass, and the compass needle in his hand had stabilized.

“The spiritual veins are already able to circulate on their own. Next, we only need to build a ‘Water-Suppressing Altar’ here to introduce spiritual energy into the Flying Heaven Gate’s spiritual channels.”

(End of this chapter)