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

A deafening ship's horn sounded in the distance.

Huo Bing Shuang led the Tongtian Spirit Ship to the scene.

The magic-piercing crossbows on the spirit ship's deck were simultaneously aimed at the remaining demon forces.

"Fire arrows!"

At Huo Bing Shuang's command, thousands of golden crossbow bolts rained down like a storm.

They riddled the demonic cultivators who tried to escape with the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord with bullets.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley and the Sect Master of Blazing Fire Sect also led their disciples to flank from both sides.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers scattered countless poisonous petals, which turned into black flames upon touching the demonic cultivator, instantly burning him to ashes.

The sect leader of the Blazing Fire Sect activated the Demon Flame Furnace, and three fire dragons spewed out from the furnace opening.

They built a wall of fire on the sea, completely cutting off the demons' retreat.

"Kill! Don't let a single one escape!"

The deafening shouts echoed across the sea, and the remaining demons had long lost their will to fight.

Concentrating only on scattering and fleeing, they were surrounded by spirit ships, walls of fire, and poisonous petals, becoming lambs to the slaughter.

Some demonic cultivators knelt down and begged for mercy, only to have their throats slit by a single sword strike from a cultivator.

Some demonic cultivators attempted to dive into the deep sea, but were suppressed by the demon-suppressing stones dropped by the spirit ship and could no longer surface.

Half an hour later, the sea returned to a brief calm, leaving only the floating demon corpses and burning demonic artifacts.

Ye Yang gazed at the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, who had fallen onto the reef and was barely breathing.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and took something out of his storage bag.

It was a long, jet-black sword, its blade covered in twisted, demonic runes.

Even before it was drawn, it exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine; it was indeed the Evil King's Blade.

"Buzz!"

The moment the Evil King Blade appeared, a black gale suddenly swept across the world.

The surging demonic energy on the sea surface converged towards the blade like a tide.

Even the remnants of demonic cultivators' souls in the air were forcibly pulled over, forming a black vortex around the blade.

The once clear sky was now shrouded in dark clouds, with faint rumbles of thunder and ghostly wails.

The momentum was even more astonishing than when the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Zhen Yue Great Formation was fully activated.

"This is……"

Qingyun Sanren's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Qingxiao Divine Thunder Mirror in his hand trembled involuntarily, as if it were afraid of the oppressive power of the Evil King Blade.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this blade possesses such power? Could it be... an ancient demonic weapon?"

He has cultivated for hundreds of years and has seen countless rare and precious treasures.

Yet I have never seen a vicious weapon that can stir up the demonic energy of heaven and earth and intimidate Dao artifacts.

For a moment, he forgot to continue pursuing the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, his eyes filled with shock.

Ye Yang gripped the hilt of the Evil King Blade, feeling the blade vibrate excitedly from his fingertips.

This knife feeds on demonic energy and souls.

The countless remains of demonic cultivators and the corpses of two Void Refinement demonic cultivators on the sea today are its best nourishment.

"This sword is called the Evil King. It is an anomaly among swords and is indeed an ancient demonic weapon that needs to be nurtured with evil power."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the Evil King Blade toward the Soul Devouring Demon Lord.

The Evil King Blade drew a dark arc in the air, its blade automatically unsheathing itself to reveal its sharp edge.

Where the blade sliced, the air was torn apart, leaving black marks.

Before the Soul Devouring Demon Lord could react, he was firmly locked in place by the suction force emanating from the blade.

He was horrified to discover that the remaining demonic energy within his body was uncontrollably surging towards the Evil King Blade, forcibly stripping away his flesh and soul!
"No! I am a Void Refining Demon Cultivator, how could I become bait!"

The Soul-Devouring Demon Lord roared, wanting to self-destruct his demonic core, but was suppressed by the oppressive power of the Evil King Blade, unable to mobilize even a trace of spiritual power.

His body shrank at a visible rate.

Black demonic energy and pale purple soul threads swirled and surged into the blade, making the demonic patterns on the Evil King Blade even more vibrant, as if they had come alive and were moving across the blade.

At the same time, the Evil King Blade turned back in the direction where the Blood Prison Demon Lord had disappeared, and the blade emitted a sharp hum.

The blood mist and fragments of broken bodies scattered on the sea surface were forcibly gathered together, turning into a black torrent that flowed into the blade.

The Evil King Blade, which was originally only about ten feet long, expanded after absorbing the power of the two Refinement Void Demon Lords.

The blade had grown significantly longer.

A faint crimson sheen shimmered on the blade, causing even the surrounding space to subtly distort. "Master of both sword and saber! Fellow Daoist Ye, your reputation as 'Master of Both' is truly well-deserved!"

Qingyun Sanren finally came to his senses and, looking at the power of the Evil King Blade, couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.

"Master Ye, you truly deserve to be called a master of both sword and saber. You have always shown your face with a sword, but I never imagined that you also possessed such a demonic blade."

Ye Yang raised his hand to recall the Evil King Blade, the instant he grasped the hilt.

You can then clearly feel the violent power contained within the blade.

It is at least 30% stronger than before.

He swung his sword, unleashing a burst of black energy that swept across the sea.

It directly cleaved through waves hundreds of feet high, even splitting underwater reefs in two, its power terrifying.

"Although this blade is fierce, it must be controlled, otherwise it is easy to suffer from the backlash of demonic energy."

Ye Yang withdrew his sword and sheathed the Evil King Blade, and only then did the strange phenomena in the world gradually subside.
"Absorbing the power of two demon lords today has given it some real power, and it will have another powerful weapon to deal with powerful enemies in the demon realm in the future."

On the reef, the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord had long since turned into a withered shell, completely lifeless.

The remains of demonic cultivators and artifacts on the sea surface were mostly cleared away by the suction of the Evil King Blade, leaving only a few scattered fragments floating on the water.

"Now that the two Demon Lords are dead and the main force of the Demon Race has been wiped out, the next step is to completely eliminate the Demon Nest on Black Mist Island!"

Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren exchanged a glance.

Immediately afterwards, everyone turned their gaze toward Black Mist Island.

That place was the lair of the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord, and the last stronghold of the demon race.

Before he finished speaking, Huo Bing Shuang, along with the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley and the Sect Master of Blazing Fire Sect, led their cultivators over. They were all shocked when they saw the Evil King Blade in Ye Yang's hand.

When they heard that the sword's power had increased dramatically after absorbing the power of two demon generals, the morale of the group soared even higher.

soon.

On the vast sea, more than a dozen spirit ships were lined up in a triangular formation.

Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren stood at the bow of the spirit ship, their eyes fixed on the demon nest shrouded in black mist ahead.

That demonic fortress, which had remained unconquered for centuries, was now emanating a sinister, dying aura.

"The protective array within this demon's lair should be the 'Ten Thousand Demons Devouring Souls Array,' which uses countless wronged souls as its guide, making its defense quite troublesome."

"There is also the Bone Prison Demon Lord, who has not appeared since the great battle."

"According to the prisoners, although this demon has not yet entered the Refining Void Dao Realm, he has the cultivation of the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. He should be going to the Demon Clan headquarters to ask for reinforcements now."

Gu Xuan stepped forward, holding the compass, his fingertips tracing the dancing runes on the surface.

"However, the core of this formation lies in the skull statues on the east and west sides of the island. Once the statues are destroyed, a gap will appear in the formation."

Ye Yang nodded and turned to give orders to the cultivators on the spirit ship.

"Activate the Golden Sun Sky Patrol Formation and the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Formation! Target: the skull statues on the east and west sides!"

At her command, the three spirit ships simultaneously lit up with golden light.

The giant crossbow at the bow fired a golden yang arrow, over ten feet long, its shaft wreathed in blazing yang fire, which struck the skull statue on the east side like a meteor.

The lightning-patterned banners at the stern stirred the clouds, and thousands of silver lightning bolts converged into a thunder dragon, which blasted towards the statue on the west side.

"Boom!"

The moment the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Formation pierced through the black mist, it collided with the eerie green ghost fire in the statue's eyes. The sizzling sound of the yang fire burning the wronged souls and the mournful wails of ghosts rang out at the same time.

Amidst the flying debris, countless wisps of black mist dissipated from the statue's body.

"The formation has weakened!"

Gu Xuan shouted loudly, and the pointer on the compass, representing the strength of the formation, jumped rapidly.

"The gap is on the north side!"

Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren exchanged a glance, then simultaneously leaped away.

Ye Yang's Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword suddenly grew dozens of feet in size, and the dragon patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, carrying the force to split the sky and shatter mountains as it slashed towards the black mist to the north.

Qingyun Sanren then threw the Qingxiao Divine Thunder Mirror into the air.

The instant the mirror turned upwards, a thick, azure lightning bolt, as thick as a bucket, crashed down, intertwining with the sword energy to create a terrifying killing move.

"Crack!"

Like the cracking sound of shattering glass, the black mist of the Ten Thousand Demons Soul Devouring Array was forcibly torn open, creating a gap about ten feet wide.

Inside, one can vaguely see the stone walls of the demon's lair and the demonic cultivators moving about.

"Charge in!" (End of Chapter)