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

Ye Yang gave the order.

With a buzzing sound, countless starlight points lit up on the hull of the Heavenly Spirit Ship.

The old array patterns on the top of the watchtower receded like the tide, revealing the smooth, dark yellow stone platform below.

The seven array masters quickly ascended the watchtower and set up a temporary fixed array according to the array diagram, firmly supporting the Golden Sun Illusion-Breaking Array plate in the center.

Ye Yang flew to the top of the watchtower, and the moment he formed a hand seal, a dazzling blue light suddenly burst forth from his body.

The power of the Void Refining Realm surged forth like a tsunami.

The purple-gold spiritual energy in the sky was instantly drawn in, transforming into seven giant dragons that spiraled down and poured into the star stones surrounding the array plate.

"rise!"

With a low shout, the Golden Sun Illusion-Breaking Array disc slowly rose.

The moment the bottom touched the watchtower platform, countless golden runes shot out like living things, connecting with the earth vein nodes of the spirit ship.

The seven array masters acted simultaneously, their fingertips channeling spiritual energy to guide the runes, ensuring they perfectly aligned with the patterns of the Zhou Tian Star Array without any obstruction.

"Click!"

Just as the array plate was completely embedded in the watchtower, the entire Tongtian Spirit Ship suddenly trembled violently.

The lotus pattern on the ship's hull and the sun pattern on the array plate complement each other, exuding a chilling aura of power.

A golden beam of light burst forth from the top of the ship, shooting straight into the sky and transforming into a virtual sun in the air.

"It's done!"

A young array master blushed with excitement.

"The detection range has reached 1,200 li, and the sensitivity to demonic energy has increased threefold!"

Ye Yang slowly withdrew his Dao power, gazing at the virtual sun atop the watchtower, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

With the assistance of the Golden Sun Illusion-Breaking Array, the Heavenly Spirit Ship is even more powerful in the Demon Realm.

Being able to provide early warnings of demonic traces and explore hidden spiritual veins is an unexpected bonus in this campaign against the Nine Suns Pavilion.

Gu Xuan stepped forward, looked at the clear image in the water mirror, clapped his hands and laughed.

"With this formation in place, our chances of conquering the Demon Realm have increased. I will now have someone reinforce the ship to ensure the formation can continue to operate."

Ye Yang nodded.

Three months later, when the final ultimatum came from the Demon Suppression City.

At the summit of the Flying Gate, fragrant blossoms drift in the air.

The first snow of the year came earlier than usual.

Fine snowflakes fell on the Tongtian Spirit Ship.

Instantly, the spiritual energy emanating from the ship evaporated into white mist, which entangled with the sect flags fluttering on the mast.

Ye Yang stood at the edge of the deck, a yellowed ledger between his fingers.

He gazed at the assembled Flying Heaven Sect cultivators, his voice calm yet carrying immense power.

"Departure."

The moment the words fell.

The enormous, celestial ship slowly ascended into the sky.

A beam of light shone from its body, piercing the sky and resolutely heading towards the Demon-Suppressing City in the Milky Way.

Three months of preparation.

Every entry in this ledger was contributed by the Flying Heaven Sect and its subordinate families.

There are a total of over 13,700 cultivators, of whom 40% are direct disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect.

The rest were all elites from the Purple Palace Star Region who were affiliated with sects.

One and a half million bushels of spirit rice, enough to sustain the entire army for a year.

Three hundred thousand demon-slaying talismans and twelve thousand sets of Xuanjia armor.

"Master, the last batch of cultivators have boarded the ship."

Huo Bing Shuang walked through the snow, her robes adorned with ice crystals.

"The sect leader has led the vanguard and is waiting at the entrance to the star river."

Ye Yang closed the ledger and glanced at the cultivators boarding the ship like ants below.

Among the crowd, Xue Yan's figure stood out. He was wearing the Crimson Blood Robe bestowed by Ye Yang, with the Crimson Blood Blade hanging at his waist, and he was directing a group of cultivators to move spiritual materials.

In just three months, his aura had stabilized at the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

His blood and qi were more condensed than when he broke through, clearly indicating that he had already grasped the basics of the Nine Yang Treasure Mirror.

"Have all the cultivators at the True Person realm or above arrived?"

Ye Yang asked.

"Thirty men are already on standby in the cabin."

Huo Bing Shuang handed over a list. "Seven of them are from the Flying Heaven Sect, and the remaining twenty-three are experts from affiliated sects and the Signs Sect."

Ye Yang nodded, his gaze shifting to the stern of the ship.

Two lightning dragons, their bodies covered in blue-purple scales, were coiled on either side of the ship's sides.

The dragon's eyes were half-closed, and the occasional flick of its tongue carried tiny sparks of lightning, blasting the falling snowflakes into golden dust.

"Weigh anchor."

Ye Yang's voice carried through the wind and snow to the spirit ship.

With a deafening dragon's roar, the Heavenly Spirit Ship slowly rose into the air.

Twelve auxiliary ships followed closely behind, like stars surrounding the moon. The anti-gravity array patterns on the bottom of the ships lit up, pushing open a path through the swirling snow.

The Feitianmen Mountain Gate gradually shrank in the field of vision.

It eventually transformed into a tiny green glimmer in the sea of ​​snow, while a faint purple hue appeared on the horizon ahead.

That's the direction of the Milky Way.

On the third day after the spirit ship sailed into the Milky Way, a dazzling Buddha light suddenly appeared ahead.

Ye Yang stood on the watchtower, where several purple-gold Buddhist boats were clearly reflected on the water mirror of the Golden Sun Breaking Illusion Formation.

The relic at the bow of the ship emitted a soft halo, turning the surrounding meteorite belt golden.

"They are Buddhist practitioners from the Vajra Temple in the Western Regions."

Huo Bing Shuang pointed to the Immovable Tathagata banner hanging on the mast in the water mirror.

"Rumor has it that they have sent three high-ranking monks at the Nascent Soul Dao Realm this time, which seems to indicate that they intend to join our path."

As they were talking, the largest Buddhist boat had already approached.

At the bow of the boat stood a dignified old monk, draped in a robe with a thousand Buddhas.

As the prayer beads in my hand turn, each one gleams with a warm, jade-like light.

"Master Ye of the Flying Heaven Sect?"

The old monk's voice came like a booming bell, carrying the unique Zen spirit of Buddhism.

"This old monk, Xuanci, from Vajra Temple, was sent to the Demon Suppression City by the abbot's decree. I never expected to meet the Dao Ancestor here."

Ye Yang returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Master Xuanci, you are too kind. Although our two sects belong to Buddhism and Taoism respectively, we are both engaged in the great cause of resisting demons. This trip together will allow us to support each other."

Master Xuanci put his palms together and smiled, "What Daoist Ye said is true. I heard that Daoist Ye recently wiped out the Nine Yang Pavilion and cleaned up its sect, which has earned the Buddha's praise."

"Many Buddhist disciples said that with Daozu Ye in charge of this land reclamation, the chances of success have increased by three points."

The two flagships sailed side by side in the Milky Way, their blue rainbows and Buddha's light reflecting each other.

"Pass down the order to form a joint defense formation with the Jingang Temple fleet."

Ye Yang gave instructions to Huo Bing Shuang.

"Hurry up and head to Demon Suppression City. The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor and the others must already be waiting outside the city."

After receiving Ye Yang's notification.

The blue lotus pattern on the Tongtian Spirit Ship intertwines with the purple-gold Buddha light of the Buddha Ship, like a colorful bridge spanning the Milky Way, sailing steadfastly into the distance.

The wind and snow gradually subsided behind the boat.

And from the horizon ahead, the roars of the deep abyss could be faintly heard.

As the spirit ship passed through the starry mist, a towering black shadow suddenly appeared on the horizon ahead.

As the distance closed, the dark figure gradually revealed its true form.

The outline of the Demon-Suppressing City was faintly visible amidst the interplay of demonic energy and rosy light. The city walls were constructed from a single piece of black iron mixed with meteorite sand, reaching a height of a thousand feet.

"We've arrived at Demon Suppression City."

Huo Bing Shuang pointed ahead, a hint of awe flashing in her eyes.

This majestic city stands on the edge of the Demon Realm.

It is a defensive line built with the blood and bones of countless cultivators, which has withstood countless invasions of the demon race over the centuries.

Ye Yang stood on the watchtower, where the scene inside the city was clearly reflected on the water mirror of the Golden Sun Breaking Illusion Formation.

In the city square, dozens of enormous spirit ships lay moored like lurking beasts.

The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the ship's hull were all different, clearly originating from different forces.

There were also more than a hundred smaller spirit ships scattered around, filling the entire square to the brim.

"It seems that most of the people have arrived."

Ye Yang said calmly.

"Slow down and enter the city with the Vajra Temple's Buddhist boat." (End of Chapter)