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

Ye Yang's gaze swept over the three of them.

Among these people.

The red pine tree was surrounded by a steady flow of spiritual energy, with a faint glow swirling around it, clearly indicating that it was at the Refining Void Realm.

Xuan Shui Dao Ren and Yun Miao Xian Zi's auras were slightly inferior, but their foundations were equally solid.

Judging from the appearance, he should be at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Ye Yang nodded slightly and cupped his hands in greeting.

"My name is Ye Yang. I greet you three fellow Daoists."

Upon hearing Ye Yang's words, Chi Songzi quickly returned the greeting, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"When the three of us saw the sword light, we knew that it was Ye Daozu, the master of both sword and saber, who had arrived."

"Master Ye's reputation is widespread, and seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

His tone carried a hint of intimacy.

After all, this was part of the Dao Alliance's plan.

Within the Demon Suppression City, while Void Refinement cultivators are not exactly rare, they are still the core fighting force that holds the city together.

Xuan Shui Dao Ren stroked his beard and laughed.

"With Daoist Ye here, our chances of winning this pioneering conference have increased by three points. We are just worried about how to deal with the demon race's 'bone-corroding demonic energy'. Fellow Daoist's Heaven-Splitting Sword Qi is specifically designed to destroy evil spirits. Perhaps it can solve this problem."

Fairy Yunmiao also curtsied, and a spirit butterfly circled around her shoulder twice, its wingtips shimmering with spiritual light.

"Indeed, Ye Daozu has been making great moves with the Flying Heaven Sect in the Purple Palace Star Region, and his reputation has risen rapidly in recent years."

"I've heard that even the Gu God Sect suffered quite a few defeats at the hands of Dao Ancestor Ye."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the four of them headed together toward the Demon-Suppressing City.

As soon as Ye Yang arrived at the city gate, he felt an immense pressure.

It didn't come from any one person, but from the aura of the entire city.

Looking up, he saw the Demon-Suppressing City, its walls over a thousand feet high, and each brick, forged from black iron, was engraved with densely packed demon-breaking runes.

Pale golden light flowed between the runes, and whenever demonic energy approached, it would be shredded into wisps of smoke by the runes, emitting a sizzling sound.

The gatekeepers were two cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, dressed in silver armor in the Dao Alliance's standard uniform.

Upon seeing Ye Yang and his entourage approach, their gazes swept over Chi Songzi's Danxia Sect token and Ye Yang's blue robe, and they quickly bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, Elder Chishongzi, and all the Dao Ancestors!"

The group nodded and entered the Demon-Suppressing City.

The street surface was actually paved with a mixture of stardust and spirit crystals, and you could feel the spiritual energy flowing into your body when you stepped on it.

The buildings on both sides are mostly fortress-like pavilions built of black stone, with defensive runes embedded in the doors and windows.

Clearly, the Dao Alliance has put a lot of effort into this giant city.

The monks came and went in a steady stream, yet everything was orderly.

"Look over there, that's Elder Xuanzhen of the Myriad Laws Sect."

Chisongzi pointed to a pavilion not far away, where an old man in a purple robe was standing on the roof, surrounded by three illusory Dharma images, whose aura was even more profound than Chisongzi's.

"It is said that he just returned from the front lines of the Demon Realm, bringing back a topographical map of the depths of the Demon Abyss."

Ye Yang looked in the direction he pointed and saw several cultivators standing next to Elder Xuanzhen.

One of them had wings on his back and a bluish-gold complexion; he was a cultivator from another race.

It is obvious that this is the external aid that the Dao Alliance has brought in this time, and they will work together to attack the Demon Clan.

"The Dao Alliance has even absorbed alien races?"

"With the Demon Clan facing a critical matter, what distinction do we have between humans and other races?"

"That's right. As long as we can occupy the Demon Realm and obtain a large amount of resources and spiritual energy, it will help our spiritual energy in the world to improve."

"It was Yunmiao Fairy speaking softly."

"Judging from their appearance, they seem to be cultivators from the Qingyu Clan. The Qingyu Clan is skilled in spatial escape techniques, and last month they even helped the Dao Alliance rescue three trapped Nascent Soul Dao Realm cultivators."

On the street, powerful cultivators occasionally swept by.

Some flew on swords, their blades flashing with soaring sword light.

Some rode in luxurious carriages, and the oppressive aura emanating from the slightest movement of the curtains made even the Nascent Soul cultivators on the roadside hold their breath.

Even more extreme, some people use a dharma image as a means of transportation.

Without revealing his true form, he simply walked through the air in his tens of feet tall Dharma image, causing many cultivators to give way.

"Ahead is the 'Gathering of Wise Men' established by the Dao Alliance, where cultivators from various sects often stay."

Chisongzi pointed to the largest pavilion in front of him, with a gilded plaque hanging from the top of the pavilion.

The plaque bore the inscription "Gathering of Talents," with a dragon-like aura flowing between the characters.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, since you're new here, why don't you register first and pick up a copy of the latest intelligence on the Demon Clan's star region?"

Ye Yang nodded in agreement. Just as he reached the entrance of Juxian Pavilion, he heard a heated argument coming from inside.

"...The Black Wind Abyss mines must belong to my Thunder God Sect! My sect suffered the heaviest casualties, why should we give them to your Blazing Fire Valley?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for my Valley Master burning the demonic tide with his natal fire, your Heavenly Thunder Sect would have become food for the demons long ago!"

Amidst the arguing, two powerful auras collided.

This caused the beams and pillars of the attic to tremble slightly.

The surrounding cultivators, however, were unfazed. Some continued drinking, while others bent down to wipe their weapons. Clearly, such disputes over resource allocation were commonplace in Zhenmo City.

Chishongzi smiled helplessly.

"Currently, the Dao Alliance has absorbed tens of thousands of sects. At this conference, all the high-ranking members of the Dao Alliance have arrived, and naturally, there are many old grudges and feuds among them."

"The closer the battle gets, the more intense the competition for various resources becomes."

Ye Yang nodded.

Looking at the tense scene inside the pavilion, and then at the cultivators on the street who were eager to fight, a knowing look flashed in his eyes.

This Demon-Suppressing City is not only a frontline fortress against the demon race, but also a battlefield where various factions vie for power.

The upcoming conference is clearly the prelude to this competition.

The argument inside Juxian Pavilion had not yet subsided.

As soon as Ye Yang reached the registration desk, he heard a hearty laugh behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, how are you?"

Those who usually address him as "fellow Daoist" are cultivators at the Refinement of Emptiness level.

Ye Yang turned around and realized that it was someone he knew.

Li Cang strode over, followed by several cultivators from the Blood Blade Sect, each exuding a fierce aura, clearly having just arrived.

"I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly. I thought the Flying Heaven Gate would be a few days later."

Ye Yang cupped his hands and smiled.

"Master Li seems to be getting more and more energetic. It seems you've had plenty of practice with the demonic energy of Black Wind Abyss."

"Haha, that's for sure! Since I absorbed the true spirit blood of that nine-headed black dragon last time, my cultivation has improved a lot."

Li Cang patted Ye Yang on the shoulder, his gaze sweeping over Chi Songzi and the other two.

"This must be Fellow Daoist Chisongzi of the Danxia Sect. I have long admired your name."

Chisongzi quickly returned the greeting, and Xuanshui Daoist and Yunmiao Fairy also stepped forward to pay their respects, which immediately eased the atmosphere in the hall considerably.

Just then, a black figure walked in from outside.

It was none other than the Yama Queen.

Today, the Queen of Hell wore a dark, ghostly-colored palace gown. When she saw Ye Yang, a ripple appeared in her deep eyes.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists."

Two cultivators followed behind her, their auras several times stronger than they had been six months ago, clearly indicating that they had gained a great deal in the Xuan Yuan Secret Realm.

"The Empress's charm remains undiminished."

The Queen of Hell gave a soft "hmm" and then began to exchange pleasantries with them.

Before long, several more cultivators came forward to pay their respects.

Ye Yang saw the Crimson Blood True Man he had seen in the Xuan Yuan Secret Realm, as well as several minor sect leaders who were affiliated with the Dao Alliance.

After registering and receiving information about the Demon Star Land, Chishongzi made a suggestion.

"There's still an hour before the conference starts. Why don't we go to the main hall and wait? The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor and the others should have already arrived."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the group of more than a dozen people passed through the side door of Juxian Pavilion and stepped into the square of the Dao Alliance Main Hall.

This square is even more expansive than the martial arts arena of the Flying Gate, and the ground is paved with solid pieces of dark yellow stone.

The array is inscribed with the "Nine Deadly Formations for Suppressing Demons," and a dragon-coiled pillar stands every hundred feet.

The pillars were ablaze with an inextinguishable flame of spiritual light, illuminating the square as if it were daytime.

At the end of the square, the main hall's gate was over ten zhang high, and eight Dao Alliance protectors clad in golden armor stood before it.

As soon as Ye Yang stepped into the palace gate, he felt an overwhelming pressure that far surpassed that of the Demon Suppression City Wall.

The hall had no pillars inside, yet it appeared more spacious than from the outside, clearly indicating the presence of a spatial array.

The jade thrones on both sides were already filled with cultivators, with a rough count revealing over a thousand people.

Among them were no fewer than a hundred cultivators at the Refinement Void Realm, and countless others at the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even the cultivators standing in the corner were all at the Heavenly Gang True Person level.

"Such a strong sense of impending doom."

(End of this chapter)