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

"Is that the sound of a dragon's roar?"

Ye Yang looked up at the sound, his brows furrowing suddenly.

I was so focused on checking the casualties on the battlefield that I didn't notice the deafening roar of a dragon coming from the distant horizon.

The sound was not the roar of a living dragon, but rather carried the deep, resonant hum unique to bronze artifacts.

It was like an ancient bronze bell being struck with tremendous force, each tremor causing the scorched earth of the Demon Realm to tremble slightly.

Even the remaining demonic energy in the air surged up.

Before he could think it through, a fierce gale suddenly swept in from the center of the Demon Realm.

It swept up the shattered fragments of magical artifacts and the skeletons of cultivators scattered on the ground, making people's robes flutter loudly.

Even more bizarrely, the originally dark purple sky began to drizzle with blood rain. The warm raindrops struck the cold corpses, leaving dark red marks.

In an instant, a strange aura, a mixture of dragon's might and copper rust, filled the air.

"This dragon's roar...this blood rain..."

Ye Yang's heart suddenly stirred, and he suddenly remembered the "Dragon Blood Bronze" mentioned by the black-robed demonic cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm before his death.

His fingers clenched unconsciously.

"Could it be that the most precious treasure is about to appear in the world?"

As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, he looked up at the sky.

Only then did they discover that a blinding golden light had suddenly erupted from the ruins in the center of the Demon Realm.

Immediately afterwards, a bronze dragon hundreds of feet long shot up from the ground into the sky!

The dragon was not a living creature, but rather its entire body shimmered with a bronze luster, its exterior covered in blood scales, and its body was covered with twisted dragon patterns.

Golden dragon blood, still wet, remained on the scales.

At this moment, the hundred-foot-long bronze dragon spiraled into the sky.

A pair of powerful dragon claws suddenly slashed through the void, tearing cracks in the surrounding demonic mist, and roared in grief.

At this moment, on the back of that bronze dragon.

Two figures were standing side by side.

On the left is the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor, dressed in a white Daoist robe, with lightning coiled around his body like silver snakes.

On the right is the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal wielding a magic sword.

The opponent's longsword hovered beside him, its light cascading down like a galaxy, shattering all the remaining demonic energy that tried to approach.

"Fellow Daoists, do not panic!"

The voice of the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor traveled across the battlefield through the thunder, making everyone's eardrums tingle.

"This is the essence of the ancient dragon's true spirit, dripped with blood and imbued with the spirit of bronze. This treasure has been suppressed by the demon race until now, and it is destined to come to us."

After he finished speaking, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal also spoke.

"This treasure contains immense dragon power, which can both purify demonic energy and help cultivators stabilize their realm."

Ye Yang gazed at the bronze dragon and clearly felt the terrifying energy surging within it.

This item is indeed extraordinary.

It can even help one advance further in the Void Refinement Realm.

But just as he was about to step forward, the Evil King Blade hidden in his sleeve suddenly trembled slightly.

The blood-red patterns on the blade revealed a hint of fear, clearly suppressed by the might of the bronze dragon.

"It seems that even this evil artifact has something it fears."

Ye Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to press his cuff, and looked back at Yun Duan.

The aerial scene then changes again.

The Azure Lotus Sword Immortal gently shook his magic sword, and a ten-foot-long azure light instantly rose from the blade.

He looked up at the bronze dragon, his voice clear and resonant like a bell.

"Although this spirit is formed from the essence of the dragon race, it has been suppressed by the demon race for ten thousand years and has been tainted with too much demonic energy. If it is not eliminated, it may cause trouble again in the future!"

The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor nodded, and the lightning around his body suddenly surged, with golden lightning cascading down like a waterfall.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglian is absolutely right! Today, let us use this dragon blood and scales to heal our wounds and avenge our fallen heroes!"

Before he finished speaking, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal leaped into the air, his magic sword transforming into a streak of light, and pierced straight towards the head of the bronze dragon.

Although the bronze dragon had no independent consciousness, it instinctively sensed the danger. Its tail swept out sharply, tearing through the air, and struck towards the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal.

Seeing this, the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor threw his Thunder Spear into the air, and golden lightning instantly wrapped around the dragon's tail, imprisoning it firmly in mid-air.

"It's now!"

The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor roared.

Seizing the opportunity, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal precisely pierced the gap in the bronze dragon's head with his magic sword.

A crisp "crack" sound!
A crack appeared on the head of the bronze dragon.

Countless drops of pale golden dragon blood gushed out from the cracks, raining down like a downpour.

The bronze dragon let out a deafening wail and began to struggle violently.

However, the lightning of the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor tightened like chains, and the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal's magic sword continued to penetrate deeper, causing the cracks to grow larger and larger.

Ultimately, under the combined power of the two tribulation ancestral masters, it was defeated.

With a deafening roar, the bronze dragon's body shattered, and countless bronze fragments mixed with golden dragon blood fell onto the battlefield like meteors.

The moment the dragon blood touched the ground, it released a rich spiritual energy.

Those cultivators who were seriously injured stepped forward one after another. Some directly used their hands to catch the dragon blood and smear it on their wounds, while others took out jade bottles to collect it.

Many cultivators' pale faces gradually regained their rosy hue under the nourishment of the dragon's blood.

The broken bones made soft "crackling" sounds, and even the cultivators whose dantian was damaged began to slowly recover their spiritual power.

"Great! I can feel my arm again!"

A cultivator with a severed arm shouted excitedly, as tiny buds of flesh began to grow from the wound on his arm under the influence of the dragon's blood.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding cultivators all revealed expressions of wild joy.

The originally somber battlefield atmosphere became lively because of this unexpected opportunity.

Ye Yang, recalling the "Dragon Blood Bronze" mentioned by the black-robed demonic cultivator, had a sudden thought and immediately leaped up, flying towards the ruins.

As he approached the sky.

Only then could they see clearly that high in the sky, two Thunder Tribulation Dao Ancestors were carefully dissecting the dragon corpse, holding magical artifacts.

The scales, bones, and blood of the golden dragon are all rare materials for crafting magical artifacts, enough to drive any cultivator mad.

Ye Yang hovered in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the movements of the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor and the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal.

The bronze dragon's remains were shattered.

However, at its core, an extremely pure spiritual energy continues to overflow.

The aura was far more concentrated than the dragon blood that had been spilled before.

It even caused the spiritual energy within his body to begin to stir involuntarily, as if it were calling for something.

Just then, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal gently flicked his magic sword, picking out a piece of bronze that was half-hidden among the dragon's corpse fragments.

The bronze block was about half a person's height, and its surface was covered with complex and tangled patterns.

It was the "Dragon Blood Bronze" that the demonic cultivator had mentioned earlier.

At that moment, the bronze block burst forth with a blinding light as soon as it detached from the dragon's corpse.

The surrounding space trembled slightly. A terrifying energy, powerful enough to allow a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm to break through their bottleneck, spread outwards.

Ye Yang was shocked.

He could clearly sense that the power contained within this dragon blood bronze was even stronger than he had imagined.

If I could obtain this item, I would have a traitor by the time I broke through to the mid-stage of the Void Refinement Realm.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously moved forward a little, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes, but he did not rush forward.

At this moment, Ye Yang was certainly not the only one with this realization.

For cultivators who have reached the final stage of their cultivation, any opportunity for even the slightest breakthrough is extremely precious.

This item can help cultivators at the Void Refinement stage to advance further.

For cultivators at the Nascent Soul Dao Realm, it is an invaluable treasure.

Qingyun Sanren, Xuefeng Daozu, and others, upon sensing the Dragon Blood Bronze, also rushed frantically towards the sky.

The Azure Lotus Sword Immortal glanced back at the gazes of the many cultivators.

He raised his hand and put the Dragon Blood Bronze into his storage artifact, then turned to look at the crowd, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

"Fellow Daoists, this Dragon Blood Bronze is an ancient treasure, containing extraordinary power. If it is distributed rashly, it may cause trouble."

"Once we've finished dealing with the trivial matters and tallied up the achievements of this battle, we'll take out this item and reward those who have contributed. What do you think?"

The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor nodded in agreement, his tone solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglian is absolutely right. The Dao Alliance must act in a fair manner. After the merits are assessed, we will certainly not treat the meritorious officials unfairly."

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang and the others exchanged glances, and their anxiety instantly dissipated.

"The two Dao Ancestors have considered everything thoroughly, and we juniors will naturally comply."

"The pacification of the Demon Realm in this battle was entirely due to the leadership of the two seniors. Rewarding them for their contributions will surely win everyone's hearts."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to the battlefield below.

The surviving cultivators are still collecting dragon blood and scales, and many of them have lost their previous grief and gained more hope for the future.

Qingyun Sanren was carefully applying dragon blood to the Qingxiao Divine Thunder Mirror, while Gu Xuan was sticking the dragon scales he had collected to his severed arm, trying to use the power of the dragon scales to accelerate the healing of the wound.

Jin'ao Daozu and Xuefeng Daozu stood aside, directing the cultivators to clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner, collect the remains of the fallen cultivators, and prepare to take them back to their respective sects for burial.

Ye Yang slowly descended and walked to a puddle where dragon blood had gathered. He took out several jade bottles and carefully collected the dragon blood.

Although the distribution of Dragon Blood Bronze will be determined based on merit in the future, the dragon blood and dragon scales are also rare treasures.

Whether for refining Dao artifacts or for training future generations, they are rare treasures.

At this moment, the demonic mist in the sky had completely dissipated, and the sunlight shone on the land of the demon realm. On the scorched earth that had been nourished by dragon blood, tender green shoots were faintly emerging.

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief as he watched this scene unfold.

This calamity in the Demon Realm, which lasted for several years, has finally come to a true end.

In the following days.

The surviving cultivators were placed under the care of the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor and the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal.

The area was divided into four regions: east, south, west, and north, for recuperation and development.

In the past few days, Ye Yang has been using the dragon blood he collected to heal the meridians in his body that were damaged from killing the Blood River Demon Lord.

On one side, they were helping the many cultivators of the Flying Heaven Sect to recuperate, while on the other side, they were planting some spiritual plants on the scorched earth.

The land nourished by dragon blood was exceptionally fertile, and the spiritual plants sprouted and grew as soon as they were planted.

Pale green buds swayed in the breeze, adding a touch of life to this desolate demon realm.

The Evil King Blade hidden in his sleeve became much more subdued under the suppression of the dragon blood spiritual energy.

This greatly reduced Ye Yang's concerns.

On the morning of the seventh day, a golden bolt of lightning streaked across the sky and landed in front of Ye Yang, transforming into a rune.

He opened it and was taken aback.

It turned out to be a communication talisman from the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor.

The message was simple: it invited cultivators at the Refinement Void Realm and above, as well as leaders of alien races, to the Void Secret Realm in the center of the Demon Realm for a meeting.

Ye Yang put away the communication talisman, leaped into the air, and flew towards the secret realm.

The Void Realm is located beneath the ruins in the heart of the Demon Realm.

When Ye Yang arrived.

On the stone platform in the center of the secret realm, more than a dozen figures were already seated.

The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor and the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal occupied the main positions, while Qingyun Sanren, Jin'ao Dao Ancestor, and others sat on their left.

On the right are the leaders of various alien races, such as Mu Yun Daozu of the Qinglan Wood Demon Clan and the Ice Plains Snow Demon Clan.

As soon as Ye Yang stepped in, everyone turned to look at him. The Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor raised his hand to gesture for him to sit down and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you have arrived at the right time. In this battle, you have killed two Void Refinement Demon Lords, which is a remarkable achievement."

"We need your insights to make in the upcoming meeting."

Ye Yang bowed in thanks and sat down next to Qingyun Sanren.

A few moments later, several more people arrived.

Once everyone had arrived, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal stood up, and a water mirror appeared in his hand, slowly revealing the results of the battle.

"Fellow Daoists, after three days of counting, this battle has resulted in the slaying of 27 demonic cultivators at the Refinement Void Realm and 313 demonic cultivators at or above the Nascent Soul Realm, and the capture of over 3 million remaining demonic beings."

"In addition, we also seized several ancient cultivation techniques, ten demonic artifacts, more than one hundred treasures, and a star map of the demonic star field from the demonic treasury."

The scene in the water mirror shifted, and the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal spoke sincerely.

"The pacification of the Demon Realm this time is the result of everyone's concerted efforts and the strong support of our friends from other races. The Dao Alliance is willing to give you 30% of the spoils of war."

"We will also open up the spiritual vein resources of the human territory for cultivators of other races to use in order to express our gratitude."

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng stood up and waved his hand, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

“Fellow Daoist Qinglian, you are too kind. The Demon Race is a common enemy of all races, and it is our duty to intervene. Furthermore, I have another matter to discuss. Our territory is perpetually covered in ice and snow, and resources are scarce.”

"I only hope that in the future we can exchange goods with the human race and jointly defend against foreign enemies."

Daoist Muyun nodded in agreement, his tone gentle.

"The Qinglan Clan shares this sentiment and is willing to form a permanent alliance with the Dao Alliance."

Upon hearing this, the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor raised his hand and unfolded the star map of the Demon Clan Starfield. The star map was covered with densely packed points of light and flight paths.

"This matter is naturally not difficult."

"Now that the alliance has been established, the next matter to be discussed is the development plan for the Demon Starfield."

"Although this star field is the territory of the Demon Race, it contains abundant mineral resources and spiritual veins. I wonder what insights you fellow Daoists have?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than Dao Ancestor Jin'ao spoke first.

"This world is vast and boundless, with green mountains and clear waters, towering mountains on land, and a boundless ocean. In my opinion, we should first send aquatic cultivators to infiltrate the sea areas of the Demon Clan's star field to explore."

"The ocean is vast, and there may still be remnants of demonic cultivators lurking there. After we have explored and found out, we can develop it in different areas and gradually mine various spiritual materials and minerals."

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng also spoke up.

"The climate in the Demon Realm is harsh, with the northern part being extremely cold, which aquatic cultivators may find difficult to adapt to."

"It would be better for our clan's cultivators to be in charge of the northern exploration, coordinating with the aquatic cultivators from the north and south, while simultaneously setting up a dual-elemental ice and lightning barrier around the star field to prevent the demonic cultivators from escaping."

Ye Yang listened quietly to the crowd, and only slowly rose after their discussion had subsided. (End of Chapter)