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

In the blink of an eye, the entire Flying Gate fleet was in danger.

Seeing the cracks appear in the protective barrier, the Bloodscale Ancestor, who was hiding in the distance, had an even stronger killing intent in his eyes.

"Flying Heaven Sect, die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his withered hands suddenly formed a hand seal.

His body was surrounded by purplish-black demonic energy that surged like boiling magma, and three bolts of demonic lightning as thick as buckets condensed from the void.

With overwhelming and terrifying power, like a thunderbolt that preys on its prey, it struck precisely at the location with the most concentrated cracks in the protective shield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three loud explosions echoed through the starry sky.

The Heavenly Spirit Ship rocked violently, like a small boat in a stormy sea.

At this moment, even the storage boxes on the deck overturned one after another, and the spirit ore and remnants of demonic artifacts stored in the Demon Realm rolled all over the ground.

The cracks on the surface of the shield instantly spread to the entire shield surface.

The pale blue light flickered twice like a candle in the wind, then shattered completely with a crisp "crack," turning into countless blue light spots that dissipated into the void.

The demonic aura surged into the deck like a flood bursting its banks, carrying a chilling coldness and corrosiveness.

Several disciples with insufficient cultivation had no time to use their power to resist before the demonic energy entered their sea of ​​consciousness.

Their eyes instantly filled with a gray mist, and they let out painful roars.

He then coughed up black blood and fell straight to the ground, his body turning into a skeleton at a visible speed.

"Hahaha! This is just the beginning!"

The Bloodscale Ancestor stepped on the black clouds formed by demonic lightning and slowly approached the spirit ship.

"These disciples are all deeply rooted and full of vitality; even their magical power is more refined than that of ordinary cultivators."

"By nourishing the demonic energy with you, I can surely advance my cultivation to another level!"

next moment.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, the Bloodscale Ancestor unleashed a lightning spear as thick as an arm, which locked onto Blood Flame, who was trying to organize his disciples to resist.

As a rising star of the Flying Heaven Sect.

Xue Yan is a key figure being cultivated by the entire Flying Heaven Sect.

If we kill him first, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to the morale of the Flying Heaven Sect.

"careful!"

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang's pupils contracted sharply, and his robes fluttered even without wind.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade behind them successfully intertwined, creating a turbulent current.

Immediately afterwards, they transformed into two streaks of light, instantly blocking Xue Yan's path.

"clang!"

now.

The Thunder Spear and the Evil King's Flying Sword collided with a deafening roar.

The energy shockwaves from the explosion of the purplish-black demonic lightning and the cyan sword energy forced the surrounding disciples to retreat repeatedly.

Xueyan was also hit by the aftershocks, and his chest heaved with blood and qi, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Yang also felt a violent force surge into his body through the sword.

He staggered back three steps, his feet carving two shallow tracks in the deck.

"Such strong cultivation, definitely not an ordinary Void Refinement cultivator."

After entering the Demon Realm, Ye Yang had fought against many cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, but he had never encountered such an insurmountable enemy.

Even if the other party is not at the peak of the Void Refinement stage.

He should at least have reached the late stage of the Refinement Realm.

At this moment, it wasn't just Ye Yang who was surprised.

The Bloodscale Ancestor was even more surprised. He looked at Ye Yang, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Oh? You can even withstand one of my attacks?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Thunder Tribulation Ancestor, which then turned into a deeper cruelty.

"It seems you won't obediently accept your fate until we get rid of these small fry first."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved.

Ten tiny bolts of magic lightning, each as thick as a finger, shot out like lightning.

They attacked ten cultivators at or above the Purple Mansion Realm on the deck.

These magical lightning bolts are incredibly fast.

Although the disciples tried their best to use their magical artifacts to defend themselves, two of them were still a little slow to react.

The lightning grazed the edge of the magical artifact and struck their shoulders, instantly igniting their clothes.

From the charred wound, purplish-black demonic energy spread rapidly like vines, drilling into the sea of ​​consciousness along the meridians.

"what!"

Two piercing screams rang out on the deck, and the two disciples curled up on the ground in pain.

His whole body convulsed, and his once clear eyes were quickly corrupted by demonic energy, turning cloudy.

The surrounding disciples wanted to rush forward to help, but were intimidated by the lingering power of the demonic lightning.

He could only watch helplessly as his companions fell into a desperate situation, his eyes filled with fear and powerlessness.

The spirit ship, now without its protective shield, drifted like a fallen leaf amidst the chaotic spiritual energy and demonic aura of the Shattered Star Belt.

Each aftershock of the demonic lightning strike caused new cracks to appear in the spirit wood of the ship's hull.

As Ye Yang gazed at the disciples screaming in agony on the deck and the Demon Ancestor closing in, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes vanished completely.

He knew that there was no way to retreat at this moment, and only by risking his life could he secure a glimmer of hope for the Flying Heaven Sect.

"Sky-Splitting Sword Technique!"

Ye Yang let out a sharp shout, and his spiritual power erupted like a volcano, with azure spiritual light soaring into the sky and merging with the sword energy of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

The sword instantly grew to tens of feet in length, and the azure dragon patterns on the sword coiled like living creatures, emitting a dragon roar that shook the starry sky.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, aimed the tip at the Bloodscale Ancestor, and slashed out fiercely.

Followed by.

A streak of azure sword energy, like a giant axe tearing through the sky, with the power to cleave mountains and sever seas, rushed straight toward the Bloodscale Ancestor.

At the same time, the Evil King Blade hovering behind him also suddenly accelerated.

Black and red malevolent energy swirled around the blade, transforming into a blur that blocked another Void Refinement Demon Ancestor who was launching a sneak attack from the side.

Although the Evil King Blade has no independent consciousness, it is under the control of Ye Yang's spiritual power.

The sword light poured down like a torrential rain, each strike carrying a murderous aura that eroded the soul, forcing the demon ancestor to retreat repeatedly and temporarily unable to approach the spirit ship.

"blocked!"

Xueyan on the deck was both surprised and delighted. He quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and organized the surviving disciples into a defensive formation to protect the core of the spirit ship.

But Ye Yang felt no relief whatsoever.

Even though the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique is incredibly powerful, it still has its limits.

There were simply too many Refinement Void Dao Ancestors in front of them.

Moreover, there are beings at or above the late stage of the Void Refinement realm, so the time he can sustain this is limited.

The Evil King Blade's defense is only temporary. Once the Void Refining Demon Ancestor finds a weakness, the spirit ship will still be in grave danger.

More importantly, the Soul Devouring Ancestor and several half-step Void Refinement Demon Ancestors were also watching them closely, like lurking venomous snakes, ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

"Can't wait any longer!"

Ye Yang gritted his teeth and shouted sternly at the disciples on the deck.

"Activate the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Formation and the Golden Sun Profound Heaven Formation! Use the formations to conceal the Demon Ancestor's vision and buy me an opportunity!"

Upon hearing Ye Yang's order, the disciples in charge of controlling the spirit ship immediately reacted.

They all channeled their spiritual power into the array eye at the center of the spirit ship.

"Buzz!"

Two beams of light suddenly shone from the spirit ship.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of pale purple lightning surged from the patterns on the ship's hull, weaving together in the air to form a massive lightning net.

Countless tiny arcs of lightning leaped within the net, crackling and popping.

After countless winds and thunderbolts emerged.

On the other side, a vast golden ray of sunlight descended directly from the sky, emanating from the Sky-Splitting Sword Pattern on the sails.

Two arrays activated simultaneously, purple lightning and golden sunlight intertwining to form a massive light shield that enveloped the spirit ship. The light within the shield was blinding, not only blocking out the demonic energy from the outside but also concealing any activity within the spirit ship.

This prevented the demon ancestors on the periphery from clearly seeing Ye Yang's movements.

"Hmph! A little trick!"

The Soul Devouring Ancestor snorted coldly.

He slammed the skull staff in his hand into the void, and green flames surged from the top of the staff, attempting to break through the barrier of the formation.

"These are just low-level formations; they think they can stop us!"

Other demon ancestors also launched their attacks.

Black demonic claws, corrosive demonic liquid, and sharp demonic blades slammed into the light shield one after another.

The protective shield trembled violently, and the purple lightning and golden sunlight dimmed at a visible speed.

Just as Ye Yang had predicted, these formations could temporarily obscure the view.

However, it was completely unable to withstand the attacks of the Refining Void Demon Ancestor, and it would shatter in no time.

But what Ye Yang wanted was never to win by relying on formations, but rather this brief opportunity of "obscuring vision".

The moment the formation was activated, Ye Yang put away the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and quickly formed complex sword seals with his hands.

The remaining spiritual energy within his body circulated wildly, even mobilizing the primordial spirit power in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing his body to exude a terrifying aura far exceeding that of before.

This was his trump card, the strongest forbidden sword move he obtained from the Fallen Sky Stone Tablet after the destruction of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect.

"Here comes the sword!"

Ye Yang let out a low shout, and a terrifying sword essence condensed at his fingertips.

This sword energy, though seemingly weak, contained the power to tear through the void. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding space began to distort slightly.

The cracks in the trembling light shield grew denser, and the purple lightning and golden sunlight flickered like candles in the wind.

The green flames of the Soul Devouring Ancestor's skull staff had penetrated the outer layer of the light shield, and black demonic energy seeped in through the gaps.

Ye Yang seemed oblivious, his hand seals becoming faster and faster.

The spiritual energy overflowing from between his fingers was like boiling liquid gold, flowing down his arm and wrapping around the suspended Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

This superior-grade Dao artifact originally gleamed with a cold, azure light. The azure dragon patterns on the sword were like sleeping spirits, but they slowly awakened when stimulated by Ye Yang's spiritual power.

The sound of swords echoed across the deck of the spirit ship. The originally restrained sword energy suddenly erupted, creating a wonderful resonance with the sword essence gathered at Ye Yang's fingertips.

"Buzz!"

The moment the sword energy collided with the sword body, a burst of golden light erupted, turning the cyan sword body into a dazzling crimson gold.

Even the azure dragon pattern on the sword turned gold, as if a dormant golden dragon was about to take flight.

"Celestial Immortal Sword Technique, Merge!"

Ye Yang let out a low shout and slammed both hands onto the hilt of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

The remaining spiritual energy within his body surged into the sword like a flood bursting its banks, while the primordial spirit power in his sea of ​​consciousness transformed into specks of golden light, flowing into the sword through his brow.

The pressure of the superior-grade Dao artifact erupted completely at this moment, and the surrounding space became increasingly distorted, causing the spiritual wood on the deck of the spirit ship to crack inch by inch.

Even the meteorites floating in the starry sky were drawn by this power and slowly moved towards the spirit ship.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword completely transformed into a golden sword, with the golden azure dragon phantom on its blade coiling and roaring, each swing accompanied by a sharp sound that tore through the air.

Ye Yang gripped the sword hilt, his arm veins bulging, clearly having given it his all.

He could clearly feel that after the sword essence merged with the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, a superior-grade Dao artifact, its power increased by more than three times compared to when he activated the sword essence alone.

"go with!"

Ye Yang suddenly released his grip, and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword transformed into a golden streak of light, moving at extreme speed, leaving an afterimage in the air, and rushing straight towards the Void Refining Demon Ancestor who was entangled by the Evil King Blade.

"what?!"

The demon ancestor was focused on defending against the attack of the Evil King Blade and was completely unaware of the arrival of the golden light.

Only when the golden light was close enough did he feel the deadly threat. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"puff!"

The golden light sliced ​​through his demonic defenses as easily as cutting tofu, passing right through his chest.

The demon ancestor froze on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief, before turning into specks of black light and dissipating into the starry sky.

Even his primordial spirit was completely annihilated by the sword essence of the Celestial Immortal Sword, leaving not even a trace of his remnant soul.

The golden light dissipated, and the formation shattered completely at that moment.

When the Bloodscale Ancestor, Soul Devouring Ancestor, and other demon ancestors saw the scene before them, they were all stunned.

A Void Refinement Demon Ancestor was actually killed by Ye Yang with a single sword strike right under their noses!

The Flying Heaven Sect disciples on the deck were also stunned, then erupted in deafening cheers.

"The Dao Ancestor is mighty!"

"Good kill!"

When the Bloodscale Ancestor came to his senses, his eyes were filled with rage and fear.

"You...you actually possess such powerful sword techniques?!"

He simply couldn't accept that a newly promoted Void Refinement cultivator could possess the strength to kill a Demon Ancestor of the same level.

Ye Yang stood at the bow of the spirit ship, his face as pale as paper. His spiritual power was completely exhausted, and he needed to rely on his sword sheath for support to even stand.

But his eyes remained sharp, like a drawn sword.

"Today, anyone who wants to stop my Flying Heaven Sect must be prepared to die!"

He knew that killing a Void Refinement Demon Ancestor might intimidate the enemy, but it did not change the overall disadvantage.

Bloodscale Ancestor and Soul Devouring Ancestor are still alive, and several half-step Void Refinement Demon Ancestors are also eyeing them covetously.

But he had to hold on, for the sake of the Heavenly Spirit Ship and his disciples, until a glimmer of hope appeared.

After a brief silence, the Soul Devouring Ancestor was the first to regain his senses.

His withered fingers gripped the skull staff tightly, the green flame at the top of the staff flickering violently, and his voice was filled with disbelief and horror.

"A Void Refinement cultivator's defense... was actually pierced through by your sword? What kind of sword technique is this? I've never seen it before."

The other demon ancestors echoed this sentiment, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Ye Yang.

They thought that with their numerical advantage, they could easily crush the Flying Heaven Sect members.

But Ye Yang's sword strike completely shattered their understanding.

The sword technique that could kill the Void Refining Demon Ancestor was enough to pose a threat to anyone present.

"Shut up, all of you!"

The Bloodscale Ancestor shouted a stern command to stop them, and his body surged with purple-black demonic lightning, suppressing the surrounding discussions.

He stared at Ye Yang's pale face, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"He only used some kind of one-time trump card! His primordial spirit power is exhausted at the moment, and he can't hold on for long!"

"Pass down the order: all demon soldiers, launch a full-scale attack! Half-step Void Refinement Demon Ancestor, hold back the Spirit Ship disciples! Soul Devouring Ancestor, join me in besieging Ye Yang! We must kill him before he recovers!"

Before he could finish speaking, Bloodscale Ancestor suddenly raised his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a Thunder Demon Spear, several tens of feet long, condensed in his palm. The spearhead crackled with purple-black lightning, carrying the power to tear through the void, and rushed straight towards Ye Yang.

At the same time, the Soul Devouring Ancestor also summoned his skull staff.

The green flames atop the staff transformed into countless ghostly figures, roaring as they charged toward the deck of the spirit ship, attempting to distract the disciples.

Ye Yang's pupils shrank sharply. His spiritual energy was completely depleted, and he barely had the strength to raise his hand. He was utterly unable to withstand the full force of the Bloodscale Ancestor's attack.

He staggered backward, his feet carving two deep furrows in the deck.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade behind him also dimmed due to insufficient spiritual power, barely able to block in front of him, but unable to form an effective defense.

"Daozu!"

Seeing this, Xueyan and the other disciples wanted to go forward to help.

Threatened by the Refining Void Demon Ancestor and others, he dared not step forward and could only watch helplessly as the Thunder Demon Spear approached Ye Yang, his eyes filled with despair.

Ye Yang felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that if he didn't plan carefully...

Today, I and the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect will all perish here.

In the critical moment, he suddenly remembered the Azure Lotus Sword Talisman given to him by the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal.

As soon as the talisman appeared, it emitted an extremely pure sword aura, which contrasted sharply with the surrounding demonic energy.

The blue lotus pattern on the talisman shimmered slightly in the starry sky. Although it was not activated, it carried a powerful pressure that made all the demonic cultivators tremble.

"What...what kind of talisman is this?!"

"It belongs to the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal!" (End of Chapter)