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

As soon as Qingyun Sanren took the jade slip, he was immediately drawn to the profound array patterns within it by the moment he probed it with his spiritual power.

This formation is based on the concept of "trapping," but it also conceals a "killing" intent.

The essence of the Dao artifact must be injected into the core of the array in order to trigger the tribulation lightning of the Nine Heavens.

Its power was even greater than he had anticipated.

"A good formation!"

Qingyun Sanren clapped his hands in admiration.

"However, this formation requires two people as the core, each drawing upon the Yin and Yang energies. Fellow Daoist's Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword belongs to Yang, while my Azure Sky Divine Thunder Mirror belongs to Yin, which perfectly matches the formation's mysteries."

Ye Yang nodded.

“That’s right. You and I will each guard one of the two islands and use communication talismans as signals. Once the main force of the demons enters the waterway, we will immediately activate the great formation.”

"In addition, the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley and the Sect Master of Blazing Fire Sect will lead sixty-six True Person Realm cultivators to set up auxiliary array flags on the two islands to enhance the binding power of the array."

"Even a demon in the late stage of the Void Refinement realm would find it difficult to escape."

The two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other perfectly.

Qingyun Sanren took out the Qingxiao Divine Thunder Mirror. The mirror surface shimmered with a faint blue light, and the sound of thunder could be faintly heard.

"This treasure needs to absorb the power of the moon for three days in order to unleash its full potential."

He gazed at the rising full moon and spoke slowly.

"At midnight three days from now, when the moon's power is at its peak, it will be time to set up the formation."

Ye Yang then inserted the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword into a reef in the center of the waterway. The dragon pattern on the sword instantly lit up, resonating with the reef on the seabed.

Strands of yang energy seeped into the seabed along the sword, laying the foundation of the yang attribute for the grand formation.

"I buried seventy-two dragon-locking nails here to reinforce the yang array part of the formation."

"Fellow Daoist, you can set up a Yin formation on the island on the left, with the Azure Sky Divine Thunder Mirror as the core, to draw out the Yin energy in the miasma."

For the next three days, the two of them performed their respective duties.

Ye Yang directed his disciples to bury array flags on the islands on both sides of the waterway. Each array flag was engraved with lightning-attracting runes, echoing the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

Qingyun Sanren personally took action, embedding the Qingxiao Divine Thunder Mirror into the mountain peak of the island on the left, with the mirror facing the center of the waterway, absorbing the power of Taiyin day and night.

The lightning patterns on the mirror became clearer, with faint flashes of lightning.

Late on the third night, the moon was high in the sky.

Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren stood atop the islands on either side, simultaneously channeling their spiritual energy.

In an instant, the seventy-two Dragon-Locking Nails burst forth with dazzling golden light, intertwining with the azure light of the Azure Thunder Mirror to form a massive net of light that enveloped the entire waterway.

The array patterns of the Heaven and Earth Calamity Grand Array slowly emerged on the sea surface, drawing upon the power of countless stars.

Thunder was brewing in the clouds, and calamity was burning beneath the reefs.

"Tonight, we will release the news of the thousand-year-old water vein's spiritual essence. Now we just need to wait for the demons to fall into our trap."

The great formation was completed the following morning.

In the torture camp.

More than three hundred Blood Demon Guards huddled in the water prison.

These demon cultivators were all pale-faced, but their eyes still held a hint of arrogance.

"Reduce the power of the restriction by half."

A voice came from the darkness.

Not long after the sound was heard.

in the dark.

Deep within the water dungeon where the Blood Demon Guards were imprisoned, a loud crash of breaking chains suddenly echoed.

Soon, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the leading demonic cultivator at the True Person realm.

"Just now, the tides of heaven and earth surged in, and the power of this restriction was reduced by 50% due to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"This is the opportunity I've been waiting for."

These people have appeared listless for the past three days.

In reality, he had been secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the right opportunity to escape from prison.

"Quick! Run towards the eastern waterway!"

The demonic cultivator at the True Person realm let out a low roar and was the first to jump into the icy seawater.

The demon guards followed closely behind, the splashing water sounding particularly jarring in the silent night. They had barely escaped the water prison when they could faintly hear the voices of human cultivators talking above.

"Have you heard? A thousand-year-old water vein essence has been discovered underground on Spirit Medicine Island. Dao Ancestor Ye and Dao Ancestor Qingyun led most of their people to excavate it, and even half of the Demon-Slaying Crossbows were withdrawn."

"That's right! That spiritual essence can revive the dead and heal bones. If we could get a little bit of it, breaking through to a higher realm would be just around the corner!"

"Shh... Keep your voice down, don't let those demon bastards hear, or the Dao Ancestor's plan will be wasted."

The Blood Demon Guards suddenly stopped in the water, their eyes blazing with greed.

The leading demonic cultivator made a hand gesture, and the group quietly crept behind the rocks on the shore, where they indeed found that half of the tents in the camp were empty.

The number of patrolling cultivators was also 30% less than usual, and several spirit boats loaded with excavation tools were floating on the sea in the distance, heading towards Spirit Medicine Island.

"God help me too!"

The man licked his chapped lips.

"That thousand-year-old water vein essence must be real! The main force of the human race has all gone to the Spirit Medicine Island. Let's go back to our base camp to report this and let Lord Blood Fiend Demon General take the opportunity to wipe out their lair!"

The next moment, more than three hundred Blood Demon Guards rushed into the black mist like arrows released from a bow, and their figures quickly disappeared into the vast night.

Behind the reef above the water prison, Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren stood side by side.

Looking in the direction they left, Qingyun Sanren stroked his beard, and the blue light swirling around his fingertips gradually dissipated.

"These little devils are quite alert. If I hadn't had my disciples put on this act beforehand, they probably wouldn't have believed it."

Ye Yang smiled faintly.

"They only know that the prison break was their own achievement, but they don't know that I had already used my spiritual power to corrode the chains of the water dungeon to half-crisp, and even the patrol routes were deliberately arranged."

With a wave of his hand, the phantom of the spirit boat on the water vanished instantly, and dozens of spirit lamps suddenly lit up in the previously empty camp.

"Will they believe it?"

"The legend of the thousand-year-old water vein essence is a secret that has been circulating in this sea area. Coupled with the illusion of the Void Refinement cultivator leaving the island... and passed back by these prisoners themselves, its credibility is at least 70%."

"Fellow Daoist Ye's plan to release the tiger back into the mountain is truly admirable."

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun is too kind."

Before the words were finished, a towering flame suddenly shot up from the direction of Black Mist Island to the west.

That was a backup plan that Ye Yang had already arranged.

Several cultivators disguised themselves as sea beasts and launched a surprise attack on the outer camp of Black Mist Island, deliberately creating the commotion of a fierce battle.

“The demons are suspicious by nature. When they see that we have been attacked, they will definitely think that our main force has been tied up.”

Qingyun Sanren clapped his hands and laughed.

"With a two-pronged approach, it will be difficult for them not to take the bait now."

Ye Yang remained vigilant and took out three communication talismans, handing them to Huo Bingshuang.

"Order the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers to immediately evacuate the disciples from the outer perimeter of Spirit Medicine Island, leaving only a small number of people to pretend to guard the Spirit Marrow."

"Have the Blazing Fire Sect Master lead his men to reinforce Black Mist Island. Make sure the performance is as realistic as possible. Gu Xuan, continue to reinforce the great formation. Do not make any mistakes."

The three communication talismans vanished in a flash of light, and even the wind on the sea seemed to carry a hint of bleakness.

Ye Yang knew that this meticulously crafted deception had quietly set the wheels of fate in motion.

the other side.

Demons.

The Blood Demon General slammed his bone spear heavily on the ground, causing the blood-patterned floor tiles inside the tent to vibrate loudly.

Three Blood Demon Guards, covered in blood, knelt before the tent.

These were the prisoners who had been deliberately released earlier.

At this moment, they are recounting what they "saw and heard" with tears streaming down their faces.

"...Those human cultivators seem to have discovered the traces of the thousand-year-old water vein's spiritual essence, and they've all gone to search for this precious material."

"The islands are currently in a state of emptiness."

The Soul-Devouring Demon Lord sat on the bone chair, his withered fingers tapping the armrests.

His pupils, hidden beneath his black robe, narrowed to two vertical slits as his gaze swept over the still-burning camp outside the tent.

"If it's true, it would be a great opportunity."

"I'm afraid it was done on purpose." (End of Chapter)