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

The others nodded in agreement.

They all knew that the outcome of this battle was in the hands of the tribulation ancestor or even a higher level ancestor.

The involvement of various forces is also very important.

However, relatively speaking, it does not hold an absolute advantage.

"Thank you all. The Flying Heaven Sect's Sky-Piercing Spirit Ship can provide support to the islands at any time, and the Golden Sun Breaking Illusion Array can also provide early warning of demonic traces. In case of emergency, you can crush this talisman to send a message."

As he spoke, he took out three cyan communication talismans and handed them to everyone.

The talisman is engraved with the blue lotus pattern of the Flying Heaven Sect, and it will emit a crisp sound when spiritual power is injected into it.

The group exchanged contact information and discussed which islands they would be assigned to guard.

The Flying Heaven Sect is stationed on the main island, while the Azure Cloud Sect guards the three islands on the east side.

Hundred Flowers Valley and Blazing Fire Sect each guarded the western islands, agreeing to communicate with each other via a communication talisman at noon every day.

In the event of a large-scale demon invasion, the whistle of the Heavenly Spirit Ship will serve as a signal for a joint attack.

The next morning.

"Set sail and follow the Dao Alliance army to the Demon Realm."

After Ye Yang gave Huo Bing Shuang his instructions,

Huo Bing Shuang immediately nodded, went out, and began to count the cultivators, telling everyone to be prepared.

After the various parties converged and their forces were counted,

The Qingyun Sect has twenty True Persons, and the Supreme Ancestor, Qingyun Sanren, a cultivator who has reached the Void Refinement stage.

The Flying Heaven Sect has thirty True Persons, plus cultivators from Hundred Flowers Valley and Blazing Fire Sect, for a total of ninety cultivators at or above the True Person realm.

In addition, more than 2,300 martial arts cultivators and more than 97,000 Qi cultivation cultivators were densely arrayed on the twelve spirit ships and flying boats.

"Master, the Dao Alliance's communication talisman has arrived."

Huo Bing Shuang walked over, holding a talisman that shimmered with purple-gold light.

"The Thunder Tribulation Ancestors have gathered at the edge of the star field, preparing to break open the spatial passage at noon."

Ye Yang took the talisman and infused it with spiritual power, waiting until noon.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Several figures slowly descended from the clouds.

A majestic voice suddenly exploded in his mind.

"Follow us as we tear through the void and plunge straight into the heart of the Demon Realm!"

The leader, the Nine Heavens Ancestor, gave a low shout, and several figures behind him simultaneously raised their hands, their palms gathering terrifying spiritual power.

The purple-gold lightning intertwined with the azure gale, tearing a huge spatial rift in the air.

A strong, icy aura emanated from the other end of the crack.

"Set anchor!"

Ye Yang gave instructions to Huo Bing Shuang, his voice carrying through the spiritual energy to all twelve spirit ships and flying boats.

The Tongtian Spirit Ship took the lead, followed closely by the other spirit ships and flying boats, forming a massive fleet.

Ye Yang stood atop the Tongtian Spirit Ship.

The scene outside the crack was clearly reflected on the water mirror of the Golden Sun Breaking Illusion Formation.

Countless stars streaked across the sky like shooting stars, some radiating a scorching red light.

Some of them exude a bone-chilling cold.

The distant nebula resembled a giant, colorful ribbon, flowing slowly through the void.

Is this the end of the starry sky?

"Beyond this galaxy lies the world of the demons. The environment there is completely different from the cultivation world; demonic energy permeates the air, and the creatures are bizarre. You must be extremely vigilant."

After sailing for several months, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly came from ahead.

Ye Yang looked up and saw a huge continent appear on the other side of the crack.

Countless black islands float in the sky above the mainland.

On some islands stand black castles with pointed roofs, their magic-patterned banners fluttering in the dark wind.

"That is the territory of the demon race."

Ye Yang gave instructions to Huo Bing Shuang.

"Have True Person Realm cultivators guard the key points of each ship's formation, and immediately deploy defenses once we enter the alien world."

Huo Bing Shuang responded and left.

Soon, the twelve spirit ships and flying boats sounded urgent horn calls, drawing a blue trail in the Milky Way.

After another three months of sailing, the starry sea ahead was gradually replaced by a vast, dark ocean.

Countless islands float on the sea, some as large as a mountain range, others so small that only a few people can stand on them.

The island's vegetation had an eerie deep purple hue, and occasionally a magical bird with two wings would fly by, emitting a piercing cry.

“Master, the waters of Xingma Island are just ahead.” Huo Bing Shuang pointed to the water mirror on the Tongtian Spirit Ship, where the outline of the main island could be clearly seen.

A dark figure could be vaguely seen moving around at the port.

Ye Yang stood on the deck, a wisp of Dao power condensing at his fingertips.

"Lower the ship and move to the main island."

The hull of the Tongtian Spirit Ship emitted a pale blue stream of air as it slowly landed on the harbor of the main island.

As soon as the ship touched down, the Flying Heaven Sect cultivators surged off the ship like a tide and quickly set up a defensive array around the port.

Gu Xuan led his Dao soldiers to set up the Demon-Slaying Crossbow, while Huo Bing Shuang directed her disciples to bury array flags, take out a compass, and begin to explore the earth's veins in preparation for setting up a defensive array.

Xue Yan led a group of Golden Core cultivators at the forefront, his Crimson Blood Blade gleaming red in the sunlight.

He kicked open a dilapidated stone house at the port, and several fanged demon rats darted out.

He cleaved it in two with a backhand slash, black blood splattering onto his robes, yet it remained unharmed.

"Clear out all the surrounding monsters, don't let a single one escape!"

Bloodflame's roar echoed throughout the port, and his disciples responded in unison.

With swords drawn, they quickly wiped out the demons near the port.

Ye Yang slowly walked up the small hill in the center of the island. At the top of the hill was a dilapidated altar with blurred runes engraved on it, which was obviously a defensive fortification left by the predecessors.

He raised his hand and waved it, and countless blue lights suddenly lit up around the altar, echoing the array patterns of the Tongtian Spirit Ship and enveloping the entire main island.

"The demonic energy here is stronger than expected."

Ye Yang gazed at the black mist churning on the distant sea and murmured.

"Notify all islands to strengthen security tonight, as there may be unusual activity."

Huo Bing Shuang responded and gave the order, sending cyan communication talismans flying like meteors to the surrounding islands.

The mountain breeze carried the salty smell of the sea and a faint hint of demonic energy.

The nights on Singapore and Malaysia were indeed anything but peaceful.

Just after midnight, dark, raging waves rose on the sea.

Countless demonic soldiers with bone wings roared as they rode the crests of the waves, as if they were about to overturn the entire island.

"Prepare the Demon-Slaying Crossbow!"

Huo Bing Shuang stood at the edge of the protective shield, the bone fragments glowing faintly in her palm.

More than a thousand crossbow bolts, tempered to ward off evil, were fired simultaneously, weaving a golden net of light in the night sky, each bolt piercing the head of a demon soldier with pinpoint accuracy.

Black blood rain poured down, but was blocked outside the island by the protective barrier, evaporating into a pungent mist.

Xue Yan led a vanguard composed of Golden Core cultivators, forming a blade array inside the protective barrier.

Ye Yang stood on the mountaintop altar, watching the black mist gradually recede from the sea, and the communication talismans on his fingertips lit up one after another.

The Qingyun Sect, Baihua Valley, and Liehuo Sect also suffered attacks of considerable scale, but fortunately their defenses remained intact.

"Singapore Island is just an outpost."

Gu Xuan walked over the corpses of demons scattered on the ground, the pointer on his compass still spinning wildly.

“From the deep sea in the distance, there is an even more intense demonic energy, more than a hundred times stronger than here.”

Ye Yang nodded and looked towards the dawn breaking in the east.

The demonic army that came to the island has been mostly wiped out.

He relayed the order.

"Let the disciples rest for a while, and we will set off in three days to delve into the heart of the Demon Realm."

Three days later, the Tongtian Spirit Ship weighed anchor and set sail.

The auxiliary ships of the three sects, including Qingyun Sect, were like stars surrounding the moon, leaving blue trails on the inky sea.

The deeper one ventures into the Demon Realm, the more desolate and boundless the world becomes.

The sky was an eerie dark purple, and jagged, demon-patterned reefs floated on the sea.

Occasionally, a hundred-foot-long giant whale would swim under the ship, creating huge waves that nearly capsized the auxiliary vessel.

At that moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the stream.

"Master! There's light ahead!"

Ye Yang climbed the watchtower, and in the water mirror of the Golden Sun Breaking Illusion Array, two towering trees were piercing through the demonic energy.

The tree on the left grew out of the sea, its entire body burning with golden flames. When its leaves unfurled, the demonic energy within a hundred miles sizzled.

The divine tree on the right emitted a clear glow, and wherever its silver light touched, the demonic reefs turned to dust.

"They are two spiritual roots of heaven and earth!"

Huo Bing Shuang gasped in shock.

As the spirit ship approached, it was discovered that a ring-shaped fortress had already been built around the two spirit roots. (End of Chapter)