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

At this moment, I see these two dazzling and magnificent spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

Everyone felt a slight tremor in their hearts.

"It seems that one of them is a hibiscus tree and the other is a laurel tree."

"Ancient books say that the Fusang tree gathers yang energy and the laurel tree gathers yin energy. The place where the two grow together can be transformed into a fairyland."

"These two spiritual roots of heaven and earth are so huge that they have obviously lived for countless years."

"It is precisely because there are no cultivators refining spiritual energy in this Demon Realm that it has been able to grow so large."

Ye Yang's gaze, however, bypassed the spiritual roots and landed on the clusters of black fortresses surrounding the two giant trees.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the black fortress was actually built from black magic crystals mixed with the bones of a giant beast.

Not only was it a hundred feet tall, but the city walls were also covered with all sorts of twisted magical runes.

Every ten feet there is a pointed tower, and on the tower is a huge magic crystal crossbow made from giant bones.

Each cannon was pointed at the sea, clearly a preparation for war fortifications to defend against foreign enemies.

Even more alarming is that the foundation of the fortress is intertwined with the roots of the two spiritual roots.

Countless black magical patterns spread upwards along the root system, as if drawing upon the primordial power of the spiritual root.

"The demons are using the spiritual energy of the spiritual roots to build the fortress."

Huo Bing Shuang's voice carried a hint of coldness.

"They used the spiritual root as the core of the formation, no wonder the demonic energy here is so strange."

Just now.

Suddenly, a cloud of black smoke erupted from the tower in the center of the fortress.

After the smoke and dust cleared, a giant demon beast with a wingspan of over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) soared into the sky.

The giant beast resembled a bat, with pale, bone-white wings and its body covered in dark purple scales.

The gusts of wind generated by the flapping of wings carried tiny, shredded demonic blades.

On the back of the giant beast stood a demon cultivator clad in bone armor.

Within the black mist seeping from the gaps in the bone armor, one could vaguely see pulsating blood-red runes.

The terrifying aura emanating from this behemoth was none other than that of a Nascent Soul Dao Realm cultivator!
"It's the Demon Lord of Annihilation!"

Qingyun Sanren's voice was solemn.

"Rumor has it that this Demon Lord of Annihilation is the vanguard general of the Demon Realm Sea Camp."

"It originally belonged to the Sea Demon Clan. Its 'Bone-Corroding Demon Art' can not only corrode the primordial spirit of cultivators, but it is also extremely powerful on the main battlefield of the ocean. It can be described as extremely dangerous!"

However, at this moment, the Demon Lord of Annihilation flew into the air.

When they could finally see the flags on the spirit ship and the figures of Ye Yang and his army.

A hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

The demon bat king beneath him was also flapping its wings uneasily, emitting low whimpers from its throat.

Clearly, they felt the pressure emanating from the army, which was at the Void Refinement Realm.

"Such a powerful aura, it's not just from one Nascent Soul Daoist, it even has the aura of a Void Refinement cultivator."

The voice of the Demon Lord of Annihilation sounded like two bones rubbing together, dry and trembling.

Before these massive armies.

He felt an indescribable, terrifying pressure.

The next moment, he subconsciously retreated several feet, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping the bone staff turned slightly white from the force.

Although his cultivation at the Nascent Soul Dao realm was already extraordinary.

However, compared to these people, his cultivation level was like that of an ant, utterly insignificant.

Especially after seeing the different flags flying on the masts of those spirit ships.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat.

This is clearly the elite lineup of the Dao Alliance!
"If it's still not too late to get a profile picture now."

Ye Yang's voice came through.

The Demon Lord of Annihilation trembled violently and instinctively resisted.

"You outsiders, don't even think about it. Even if I die, the Holy Race will not let you go."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that his tone seemed too humble, so he quickly straightened his back and tried to display the majesty of a Nascent Soul Dao Realm cultivator.

But the tremor in his voice was impossible to hide.

"You have come from afar. If you wish to pass through our territory, our clan will allow you to."

"But if they want our lives, then it's a blood feud!"

As he spoke, he secretly crushed a communication talisman.

Looking at his blustering yet cowardly appearance, Ye Yang curled his lips into a cold smile.

He raised his hand and gently brushed it towards the two spiritual roots. A wisp of azure spiritual energy swept across the sea and landed on the demonic patterns wrapped around the roots. The demonic patterns immediately seemed to be struck by countless sharp swords and gourds of energy.

They curled up like living creatures, and the black mist dissipated considerably.

As the words fell, the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Array on the Tongtian Spirit Ship suddenly lit up.

Countless arrows of wind and thunder, densely packed and overwhelming, shot straight into the sky.

Soon, it enveloped the entire fortress.

The magical runes on the fortress flickered violently in the golden light, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

The Demon Lord of Annihilation's expression changed drastically, and he could no longer maintain his composure.

He turned around and tried to escape on the demon bat.

But he had only flown less than a hundred feet when a sharp sword light blocked his path.

The tip of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword was aimed directly at his brow.

"What are you running for?"

Ye Yang's eyes were as cold as frost.

The Demon Lord of Annihilation's pupils shrank sharply, his nose almost touching the sharp edge of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

The blue dragon patterns flowing on the sword.

It contained a demon-destroying power that made his soul tremble, as if it would tear his primordial spirit to shreds in the next second.

"You will not be allowed to harm the Holy Race!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of several figures rising into the air aboard the Heavenly Spirit Ship.

The Supreme Ancestor of the Qingyun Sect, Qingyun Sanren, stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a pale blue gale.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley and the Sect Master of Blazing Fire Sect followed closely behind.

The pressure from the Primordial Spirit Dao Realm spread out as if it were a tangible force, enveloping the entire sea area.

"Four, four Nascent Soul Dao Realm cultivators, and two of them are Void Refinement cultivators..."

The Demon Lord of Annihilation's voice suddenly caught in his throat, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze at that moment.

He finally understood.

Why does the other person completely disregard me?

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to struggle anymore, stay here!"

The old voice of Qingyun Sanren carried a hint of mockery.

With a flick of his fingertip, a streak of azure light shot out like a whip, instantly wrapping around the ankle of the Demon Lord of Annihilation.

The Demon Lord of Annihilation felt an immense force coming from his ankle, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.

In his terror, he abruptly urged the demonic bat to move, and the ferocious beast let out a shrill cry.

Its wings erupted with dense black mist, which actually tore off a section of its ankle, transforming it into a black shadow that fled into the deep sea.

"Can you escape?"

Qingyun Sanren snorted coldly and caught up with him in a flash.

With a flick of his sleeve, the pale blue gale instantly transformed into a massive vortex.

The dark figure was firmly trapped inside.

"You dare kill me? The Holy Clan Ancestor will not let you get away with this!"

The Demon Lord of Annihilation roared madly in the vortex, his demonic energy surging as he tried to tear apart the gale.

But what he received in response was a palm strike from Qingyun Sanren without hesitation.

The palm appeared ordinary, but when it landed on the vortex, it unleashed a power of Void Refining that shook heaven and earth.

The azure gale instantly contracted, like countless invisible blades, simultaneously shredding the body and primordial spirit of the Annihilation Demon Lord.

"puff!"

With a muffled thud, a cloud of black blood mist exploded from the vortex, and the demonic bat was crushed into minced meat by the gale.

Qingyun Sanren casually waved his hand.

The blood mist was swept up by the gale and turned into specks of black ash that dissipated on the sea surface, leaving not a trace of demonic energy behind.

From the moment the Demon Lord of Annihilation attempted to escape to his slaying by the Hermit of Azure Clouds, only a few breaths had passed.

It was done so cleanly and efficiently, as if it had only crushed an ant.

When Ye Yang saw Qingyun Sanren make a move, he nodded to him, sheathed his sword, and stood looking at the massive fortress in front of him.

The magical patterns wrapped around the roots are fading at a visible rate.

The golden flames of the hibiscus tree burned ever brighter.

The silvery glow of the laurel became even purer, and even the surrounding demonic energy was thinned out considerably. (End of Chapter)