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

The half-hour rest passed in the blink of an eye, and the Tongtian Spirit Ship started up again.

The azure light cleaved through layers of demonic mist and sped toward the center of the demonic realm.

As the distance closed, the demonic energy in the air became increasingly dense.

Even the surface of the spirit ship's protective shield was covered with a thin layer of black magic frost.

The cultivators responsible for maintaining the formation had to continuously inject spiritual energy to ensure the stability of the protective shield.

Ye Yang stood at the bow of the ship, holding the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword diagonally in his hand.

A flash of azure light occasionally streaked across the sword, dispelling the demonic energy that tried to approach.

His divine sense was fully deployed, like an invisible net, carefully probing the movements ahead.

"Dao Ancestor, the concentration of demonic energy ahead has suddenly surged!"

The monk on guard suddenly spoke up, his tone tinged with tension.

"Moreover... it seems that two powerful auras are rapidly approaching!"

Ye Yang felt a chill run down his spine and looked ahead.

In the distance, the demonic mist churned like boiling black water.

Two distinct auras shot into the sky from the mist.

A chilling aura swept through everything in its path.

Even the magical mist in the air condensed into tiny ice crystals.

The other aura, though equally powerful, carried a pure, natural force.

It stands in stark contrast to the surrounding demonic forces.

"It's not the aura of a demonic cultivator."

Ye Yang breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still dared not be careless.

"Everyone be on guard, and make a decision only when the other side gets closer."

The monks on the ship gripped their magical implements tightly.

He channeled his spiritual energy to its maximum, his gaze fixed on the demonic mist ahead.

A moment later, two figures slowly flew out of the mist.

The figure on the left was covered in pale blue ice crystals.

A faint spiritual light flowed across the ice crystals, and his handsome face carried a hint of coldness.

The figure on the right was wearing a green robe and surrounded by countless tiny leaves. His aura was gentle and warm, clearly indicating that he was also a high-level cultivator.

"Is the visitor Ye Yang, the master of both swords and sabers?"

The figure covered in ice crystals spoke first.

The sound was as crisp as ice cubes colliding, yet it carried a hint of respect.

"I am Xuefeng Daozu of the Ice Plains Snow Demon Clan. I have long heard of your reputation for being a master of both sword and saber. Seeing you today, I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang's heart stirred slightly.

The Snow Demon clan lives in seclusion in the far north ice plains and has never participated in outside conflicts.

His appearance in the Demon Realm, the territory of the Demon Race, was somewhat unexpected.

He immediately cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"So it is Dao Ancestor Xuefeng. Ye Yang has long admired your name. May I ask if you have come here to assist us in eliminating the remaining forces of the Demon Realm?"

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"The Demon Clan is powerful. This time, we were invited by the Dao Alliance to join forces and wipe out the remaining forces of the Demon Realm."

The green-robed monk beside him also bowed.

"I am Mu Yun of the Qinglan Wood Demon Clan, and I have come here with Dao Ancestor Xuefeng."

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, our two clans have gathered a hundred high-level cultivators who are currently on standby outside the Demon Realm and ready to support the central battlefield at any time."

Ye Yang was overjoyed.

He had initially worried that the monks on the ship alone would be unable to cope with the dangers in the center of the Demon Realm.

With the assistance of the Dao Ancestors of the Ice Plains and Azure Mist clans, the odds of victory have undoubtedly increased significantly.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his tone sincere.

"With the assistance of two Dao Ancestors, we are even more confident in sweeping away the remaining forces of the Demon Realm!"

"The battle at the heart of the Demon Realm has now reached its final stage, and we are preparing to go there to investigate. I wonder if the two Dao Ancestors would be willing to accompany us?"

A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Xuefeng Daozu's eyes.

"That's exactly what I was thinking! Those two demon generals have already killed several of my people. Today is the perfect day to settle both old and new scores!"

Daoist Muyun nodded in agreement.

“We will go with you, fellow Daoist, so that we can look after each other.”

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng nodded in agreement.

"The Demon Realm Center is the last stronghold of the Demon Race, and there must be many high-level demon cultivators stationed there. If we work together, we will surely be able to break through it in one fell swoop."

Ye Yang said no more and stepped aside to make room for him.

"Please board the ship, Your Excellencies. We will proceed to the heart of the Demon Realm immediately!"

next moment.

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng and Dao Ancestor Muyun leaped onto the ship's side.

Seeing that the two men meant no harm and possessed powerful auras, the cultivators on the ship were all excited.

The celestial ship accelerated once more.

The azure spiritual light intertwined with the icy chill of Dao Ancestor Xuefeng and the spiritual light of Dao Ancestor Muyun, forming a tricolor rainbow.

They sped towards the core area of ​​the Demon Realm.

A group of people sped through the demonic mist.

After driving for about a few days.

The communication jade talisman in the hand of Daoist Muyun suddenly lit up with a soft green light.

He lightly touched the jade talisman with his fingertips, and after a moment his eyes flashed with a bright light as he turned to Ye Yang and Xue Feng Dao Zu Dao.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Dao Ancestor Xuefeng, we have just received news that Dao Ancestor Jiutian has arrived at the western side of the Demon Realm's center with the Dao Alliance's Thunder Magic Cultivator Group."

"The Azure Lotus Sword Immortal led the sword cultivator legion to seal off the Demon Abyss Canyon on the south side."

"Even the Golden Turtle Dao Ancestor, who has long resided in the East Sea, led the aquatic cultivators to guard the reef channel on the north side."

"Now that reinforcements from all sides have gathered, they have formed an encirclement around the center of the Demon Realm."

"Once we cut in from the east, we can completely trap the remaining demons in the core area!"

"it is good!"

The ice crystals around Dao Ancestor Xuefeng shimmered, and his tone carried a chilling fighting spirit.

"The encirclement is complete, and those demons will have no chance of escape."

"Once the two Void Refinement Demon Generals in the center are dealt with, this catastrophe should come to an end."

Ye Yang nodded, about to discuss the timing of their entry, when a slight burning pain suddenly came from his fingertips.

That was the demonic residue that had accidentally gotten on the sword during the previous battle with the black-robed demonic cultivator, and now it was stirring restlessly like a living thing.

He felt a chill run down his spine, and his Void Refinement Realm divine sense instantly spread out like a fine net, probing towards the demonic mist to the left rear of the spirit ship.

"That aura..."

Ye Yang's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"It's the Void Refinement Demonic Cultivator who escaped from the Demon Sea before!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic mist to his left rear suddenly churned violently, and a black figure darted out of the mist in a disheveled state.

It was the black-robed Void Refining Demon cultivator who used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to escape with only the demonic infant.

At this moment, his body was shrouded in demonic aura, and his once-impressive black robe was now covered in holes, though the wound on his chest was wrapped with demonic cloth.

However, it continued to ooze black blood, clearly indicating that it had not yet recovered from the damage to its core.

"Stop the ship!"

At Ye Yang's command, the cultivator controlling the Heavenly Spirit Ship immediately activated the formation. The azure spiritual light paused slightly, and the spirit ship hovered steadily in mid-air.

He turned to look at Dao Ancestor Xuefeng beside him, and then spoke in a deep voice into the cabin.

"Fellow Daoists, please join forces!"

The hatch opened with a click, and a figure in dark black slowly stepped out.

It was none other than Dao Ancestor Muyun.

"This scoundrel dares to linger here. Today is the perfect day to nip it in the bud."

The three leaped out of the spirit ship and formed a triangle to surround the black-robed demonic cultivator.

Ye Yang held the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, and the azure sword light flowed around him, forming a sharp sword domain that blocked the demonic cultivator's path.

The cold aura around Dao Ancestor Xuefeng surged, and countless ice crystal blades floated in mid-air, completely freezing the space to the left of the demonic cultivator.

Seeing that he was surrounded on three sides and his retreat was blocked, a trace of despair flashed in the black-robed demonic cultivator's scarlet eyes, but he still forced himself to muster his demonic power and roared in a hoarse voice.

"Fellow Daoist, cultivation is not easy for either of us, why pursue us so relentlessly! My Demon Clan has already been defeated, why do you insist on exterminating them?"

"Kill them all?"

Ye Yang raised the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and pointed it at the demonic cultivator.

"When your demon race invaded Spirit Island and slaughtered my human cultivators, did you never think of the words 'exterminate them'?"

"If you surrender today, I may spare your soul; if you dare to resist, I will only annihilate you!"

A ruthless glint flashed in the black-robed demonic cultivator's eyes. He knew he was no match for the three of them, but he was unwilling to surrender.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black essence blood, and the demonic aura around him surged violently, briefly boosting his previously weak aura.

"Trying to capture me? Not so easy! Even if I self-destruct my demonic infant, I'll take you all down with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly formed hand seals.

The demonic energy around him condensed into a giant black claw, which fiercely grabbed at the gap between Ye Yang and Dao Ancestor Xue Feng.

He actually tried to force his way out of the two people's combined defense and launched a counterattack despite the difficulties.

The black-robed demonic cultivator's claw strike was imbued with the ferocity of a near-death counterattack.

The black demonic claws even tore through the surrounding air.

Before the giant claw could even touch the gaps in Ye Yang and Xue Feng Dao Zu's defenses, Ye Yang suddenly moved.

He flipped his wrist, and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword hummed, bursting out with a dazzling azure spiritual light. The azure dragon phantom coiled on the sword seemed to come alive.

As he unleashed his sword strike, the phantom image detached from his body and transformed into a cyan sword aura tens of feet long.

This sword strike was swift and decisive, its energy cascading like a celestial river, directly slashing towards the black giant claw.

There was a crisp "snap" sound!
The giant claw formed by the demonic energy was actually cut in half by the sword energy. Before the remaining demonic energy could dissipate, the cyan sword energy rushed towards the black-robed demonic cultivator with unstoppable momentum.

The black-robed demonic cultivator's pupils constricted sharply. Just as he was about to activate the demonic infant to self-destruct, the sword energy pierced through his chest.

The demonic energy instantly dissipated, and the demonic infant within him let out a shrill scream, but was on the verge of collapse due to the residual power of the sword energy.

"Save his breath!"

The voice of Dao Ancestor Muyun rang out at just the right moment.

Before he finished speaking, he slammed the bone staff in his hand into the void, and a jet-black chain shot out from the void.

The chains, covered in eerie green patterns, resembled living venomous snakes, instantly coiling around the black-robed demonic cultivator's limbs and torso, binding him tightly in mid-air.

Even the demonic infant, which was on the verge of collapse, was firmly bound by the nether energy on the chains.

The black-robed demonic cultivator coughed up black blood, his demonic aura weakened, yet he still tried to struggle.

But the Yellow Spring Chains tightened more and more, and the Netherworld energy seeped into his meridians along the chains, making it extremely difficult for him to even move a finger.

Dao Ancestor Muyun stepped forward slowly, the ghostly flames at the tip of his bone staff flickering, reflecting his cold gaze.

"How many remaining forces are there in the heart of the Demon Realm? What secrets do they hold?"

The black-robed demonic cultivator trembled all over, his teeth chattering, yet he still clung to a sliver of hope.

"There... there's hardly any remaining force..."

"You still dare to lie?"

Ye Yang's eyes flashed, and he appeared in front of the black-robed demonic cultivator in a flash.

The tip of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword pressed against his neck, and the chill emanating from the sword instantly raised goosebumps on the black-robed demonic cultivator's skin.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll make sure your soul is scattered to the winds today, and you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated!"

The blade had slightly pierced the skin, and a trace of blood slid down the neck.

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Ye Yang's eyes, the black-robed demonic cultivator finally panicked completely.

He could sense that the cultivator in front of him was a man of his word, and if he continued to be stubborn, he would truly suffer the fate of having his soul scattered.

"I said! I said!"

He frantically screamed for mercy, his voice filled with terror.

"Deep within the heart of the Demon Realm lies a supreme treasure, the 'Dragon Blood Bronze'! This bronze was forged from the essence and blood of ancient dragons, containing boundless spiritual energy and dragon might."

"If a Void cultivator can absorb its power, they can break through their cultivation bottleneck!"

"Dragon Blood Bronze?"

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, clearly also hearing about this supreme treasure for the first time.

Ye Yang was suddenly overjoyed.

He is now at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, and has been stuck at this level for several years, unable to find an opportunity to break through to the middle stage.

The appearance of Dragon Blood Bronze is undoubtedly an incredible stroke of luck.

If one could obtain this treasure, not only would one be able to break through one's cultivation level, but one could even elevate the strength of the Dao Alliance to a new level.

He suppressed his excitement, pushed the sword tip forward another half a step, and asked coldly.

"Where exactly is the Dragon Blood Bronze hidden in the center of the Demon Realm? Are those two Void Refinement Demon Generals guarding this treasure?"

Dao Ancestor Muyun nodded and manipulated the Yellow Spring Chains to drag the black-robed demonic cultivator toward the spirit ship.

The ghostly energy on the chains intensified, completely sealing off any possibility of him self-destructing.

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng walked to Ye Yang's side, his tone solemn.

"Dragon Blood Bronze is of great importance, and the demons will surely fight to the death to protect it. The Fallen Demon Abyss is likely to be full of traps."

"We must reunite with the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor and the others as soon as possible to formulate a countermeasure together."

"Yes."

Ye Yang looked up towards the center of the Demon Realm.

The demonic mist there grew increasingly dense, and one could vaguely sense two powerful auras lurking within it.

He took a deep breath, turned and flew toward the spirit ship.

"Without further ado, let's set off immediately and speed up our journey to the center!"

The closer you get to the center of the Demon Realm, the more stagnant the surrounding air becomes.

The black magic frost that was originally just condensed on the protective shield is now seeping into the cabin through the gaps in the spiritual light, as if it were alive.

The cultivator responsible for maintaining the formation broke out in a cold sweat, his hands forming hand seals faster and faster, and even blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

This dense demonic energy is powerful enough to directly erode a cultivator's spiritual foundation.

Ye Yang stood at the bow of the ship. The azure light of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword was several times stronger than before. The sword hummed incessantly, cutting the demonic creatures that tried to pounce on the ship into dust.

His divine sense spread out, no longer for the previous exploration, but transformed into an invisible barrier to protect the spirit ship behind him.

Even so, the sounds of fighting could still be clearly heard from all around.

"A small team of cultivators is trapped ahead!"

Suddenly, Dao Ancestor Xuefeng spoke, and the icy aura around him surged dramatically, pointing to a swirling patch of demonic mist on his left.

As everyone looked over, they saw more than ten cultivators dressed in blue Taoist robes being surrounded by dozens of demon soldiers.

The middle-aged cultivator at the head of the group had a demonic blade stuck in his chest, and blood stained half of his Taoist robe, yet he still gripped his longsword and struggled to hold on.

The young disciples behind him looked desperate, and their spiritual energy fluctuations grew weaker and weaker.

...(End of chapter)