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

"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 Daozu Ye says is true. I heard that Daozu recently wiped out the Nine Yang Pavilion and cleaned up its members, an act that even Buddha admired.”

"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.

Ye Yang stood on the warship, where the city's scenery was clearly reflected in 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 Buddhist boat of Vajra Temple."

The Heavenly Spirit Ship slowly sailed into the port of Zhenmo City.

As soon as they stopped, a group of cultivators dressed in the Dao Alliance's standard armor came to greet them.

The leader was a middle-aged cultivator with a resolute face, who bowed and greeted Ye Yang upon seeing him.

"I am Li Qing, a steward of the Dao Alliance. By order of the Dao Ancestor of the Nine Heavens, I respectfully welcome Dao Ancestor Ye and all fellow Daoists."

Ye Yang nodded in return.

"Thank you for your trouble, Steward Li."

"The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor is already waiting at the City Lord's Mansion and has asked me to come and lead the way."

Li Qing stepped aside to make way for everyone, "Please follow me."

Ye Yang and the others followed Li Qing through the bustling street, which was crowded with cultivators from all over the country.

Occasionally, one can see monks dressed in Buddhist robes sitting cross-legged, chanting prayers for the upcoming great battle.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor sat in the main seat.

He was wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars.

He had white hair, an aged face but was still vigorous, and exuded an unfathomable aura.

Ye Yang and Master Xuanci stepped forward to pay their respects, and then sat down on the seats on either side.

"Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor said in a deep voice."

The demonic energy deep within the Abyss is growing increasingly dense; I'm sure you all know how perilous this expedition will be without me needing to elaborate.

He paused, then took out a huge map and spread it on the table.

"This is a map of the edge of the Demon Realm. I have already divided the area into different zones, with each faction responsible for defending a section."

After he finished speaking, he distributed the map to everyone.

Ye Yang glanced at it and realized that the Flying Heaven Sect was in charge of an area of ​​the island road.

That place is a vast sea, which is also an important passage for the demons to invade from the ocean, so the defense pressure is not small.

"Along with the Flying Heaven Sect, the Azure Cloud Sect, the Hundred Flowers Valley, and the Blazing Fire Sect are also responsible for this area."

The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor continued.

"Your sects must cooperate with each other and make sure to defend Xingma Island. We cannot allow the demons to break through from there."

Ye Yang nodded in agreement.

A short while later, they arrived at the meeting place with the other three sects. The sect leader of Qingyun Sect, the valley master of Baihua Valley, and the sect leader of Liehuo Sect were already waiting there.

As soon as Ye Yang stepped across the threshold, an aged gaze, imbued with immense spiritual power, fell upon him.

The Supreme Ancestor of the Qingyun Sect sat in the main seat, his gray robe embroidered with faint cloud patterns.

He twirled two shimmering white jade beads between his fingertips, which exuded the unique aura of a cultivator at the Void Refinement Realm.

"Greetings, Daoist Ye. I am Qingyun Sanren, and Tianwei is the head of the Qingyun Sect."

Qingyun Sanren stood up and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Although the Qingyun Sect is not very capable, it is willing to stand with the Feitian Sect. If we encounter danger, my old bones can still hold them off."

Ye Yang returned the greeting with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, you are too kind. With you here, Xingma Island has an extra layer of protection."

This person is at the Refinement of Emptiness cultivation level and possesses formidable strength.

With such a fellow Daoist by his side, even Ye Yang felt quite at ease.

After seeing Qingyun Sanren and Ye Yang meet.

The other sect leaders followed closely behind and stepped forward to pay their respects.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley was dressed in a pink dress, with an ice crystal snow lotus in her hair, and a faint floral fragrance lingered around her.

The leader of the Blazing Fire Sect was a burly man with a red face, his bare arms covered with flame-shaped tattoos, and his voice booming like a bell.

"Don't worry, Dao Ancestor Ye. My Blazing Fire Sect disciples are best at attacking fortified positions. If the Demon Clan dares to come, they will definitely taste the agony of being engulfed in flames!"

"My Hundred Flowers Valley has prepared a hundred kinds of antidotes and healing medicines."

The woman in the pink dress chuckled softly, her fingertips brushing against the medicine pouch at her waist.

"If any of my fellow practitioners are injured, please come and take your medicine."

Qingyun Sanren added.

“Xingma Island has a complex terrain, and our sect has prepared a thousand ‘Spirit Locking Array Talismans’.”

"We can temporarily block the demons' escape techniques, and then we will share them with you all."

Then, the group discussed the matter of the Demon Realm.

The sect leader of the Blazing Fire Sect took a big gulp of strong liquor, the liquid dripping down the corner of his mouth.

"I've heard that demons are everywhere in the Demon Realm. They control several star-studded areas, and there are quite a few demons at the Void Refinement Realm. If they really attack, our manpower might not be enough."

Qingyun Sanren gently stroked the jade ruler, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Leaving aside the matter of the Demon Lord for now, the demonic tide in the waters off Xingma Island is difficult to deal with."

“Those deep-sea demons can manipulate ocean currents and are even more adept at setting up illusions. I heard that when the demons invaded the cultivation world, several small sects were completely wiped out there.”

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers held a snow lotus in her fingertips, its petals slowly blooming in her palm.

“I am more worried about the corruption of demonic energy. If an ordinary cultivator stays in the Demon Realm for three months, his Dao heart will waver. If he encounters the ‘Soul-Devouring Demonic Sound’ of a high-level demon general, he may not even be able to protect his golden core.”

The crowd chimed in with their own words, their expressions inevitably tinged with worry.

Qingyun Sanren frowned, and the jade ruler spun even faster in his palm.

"The most troublesome thing is the demonic tide. There are countless low-level demonic soldiers hidden in the seawater around Xingma Island. Once they surge up, there will be no way to fill them all."

Everyone said something to me.

His words were full of worry.

Ye Yang put down his teacup.

"Everyone."

"I know everyone is worried."

"However, this battle involves two worlds, and the outcome is beyond our control."

The room fell silent as soon as he said that.

Ye Yang continued.

"The ancestors at the Tribulation Realm have their own considerations. Higher-level battles are beyond our reach."

"By protecting Xingma Island and developing this sea area, we have fulfilled our duty."

Qingyun Sanren paused in his hand, which was holding the jade beads, and suddenly laughed.

"Master Ye sees things clearly. We cultivators guard the land beneath our feet and protect the sects behind us. As for victory or defeat... that is up to fate."

The leader of the Blazing Fire Sect grinned and threw the wine jar onto the table.

"Who cares about old demons or young demons? I'll just guard my island. If one comes, I'll burn it; if two come, I'll burn them both!"

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers nodded slightly.

"The words of the Dao Ancestor have awakened us. I was too focused on the big picture and forgot what I should be doing right now."

“In that case,” Ye Yang stood up.

"We will all go back to prepare, and tomorrow morning we will enter the Demon Realm with the Dao Alliance army."

(End of this chapter)