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

The devil's hand is coming.

The air inside the tunnel seemed to freeze the moment the pressure was applied so forcefully.

Countless black lightning bolts crackled, and cracks began to appear in the protective Dao power of many cultivators.

At the very front, the Seven Lives Taoist had beads of sweat on his forehead.

He rapidly formed hand seals, causing the markings on the bronze compass to spin rapidly, and the pale gold array patterns suddenly split into dozens of lines.

It entangled itself around the edge of the demon's hand like a spider web, trying to slow its descent.

"Su Mo! Use the star patterns to pin down the demonic hand's weakness! Liu Chengfeng, use the Mystic Array Pearl to reverse the flow of demonic energy!"

Upon hearing the Seven Lives Taoist's instructions, Su Mo responded by wielding the peach wood array ruler.

The star patterns on the ruler suddenly swelled, transforming into dozens of slender golden beams that precisely pierced the lightning gaps on the surface of the demon's palm.

Those star patterns, like wedges, actually tore a small gap in the lightning.

Liu Chengfeng then threw all the Xuanzhen Beads below the demon's hand, and the beads formed a ring-shaped rune array the moment they landed.

As the rune array operated, it generated a suction force that actually pulled the demonic energy dissipating from the demonic palm in the opposite direction. Although it could not shake the demonic palm itself, it weakened its power by 30%.

"Disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect, use the 'Flowing Cloud Sword Technique' to weave a sword net and protect the core of the formation!"

At the command of the white-haired old cultivator, more than ten purple-robed cultivators simultaneously drew their swords, and pale blue sword light intertwined to form a giant net, blocking the array patterns.

Seeing this, the remaining cultivators were not to be outdone, and they summoned their respective defensive magical artifacts to form a barrier, layering it on top of the sword net.

Upon seeing this, countless streams of power also surged forth from Ye Yang's side.

The moment the power of the primordial spirit surged again, the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword flew out of his hand, transforming into a stream of light that circled around the demon's palm.

Each time the dragon pattern on the sword flashed, it unleashed a cyan sword aura, precisely slashing at the same gap in the demon's hand.

"Boom!"

Under the siege of the crowd.

The demon ancestor's phantom finally couldn't hold on any longer, and its entire body began to disintegrate.

at last!

The moment the numerous attacks entered his body, the demonic ancestor's phantom let out a deafening roar, black lightning suddenly exploded, and cracks appeared all over the surface of his demonic palm.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, everyone exerted their strength. The Flowing Cloud Sect's sword net contracted with all its might, the Heavenly Sect's array patterns tightened fiercely, and Liu Chengfeng's talisman array even began to devour the demonic energy of the demonic palm in reverse.

In just a few breaths, the demonic hand shattered under the combined efforts of everyone, turning into a sky full of black lightning and demonic energy.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, an even denser demonic aura suddenly surged from the illusory figure of the Demon Ancestor.

Countless bolts of lightning converged above his head into a gigantic lightning spear, carrying the power to tear apart the heavens and earth, and pierced towards the crowd in the center of the passageway!
"It's a killing move! Scatter!"

Ye Yang shouted sharply, and at the same time leaped up, holding the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword horizontally in front of him, with the azure-gold Dao power forming a huge sword shield.

But the lightning spear was too fast and was about to pierce through the sword and shield when the Seven Lives Taoist suddenly threw the bronze compass at the lightning spear. The compass instantly increased in size tenfold, and all the runes on the surface lit up.

"Use the array as a guide, and transform thunder into spirit!"

Su Mo and Liu Chengfeng simultaneously lunged at the compass, where the peach wood array ruler and the mysterious array bead were embedded in the surface.

The three of them poured all their Dao power into the spear, attempting to transform the destructive power of the lightning spear into pure spiritual energy.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang immediately guided the Evil King Blade.

The demonic blade also sensed the demonic energy at the level of lightning tribulation, and its blade trembled on its own, as if it were yearning for something.

"go with!"

Ye Yang raised his hand and threw the Evil King Blade. As soon as the dark purple blade appeared, it emitted a strong suction force.

At the same time, the Thunder Spear collided with the compass, and the Demon Ancestor's phantom was backfired due to the power.

His body began to show signs of disintegration, and countless wisps of pure dark purple demonic energy escaped from his body.

That is the primordial demonic energy possessed only by cultivators at the Thunder Tribulation Realm or above.

Each strand contains terrifying energy, yet it is also pure and unadulterated.

The Evil King Blade spun in the air, all the demonic patterns on its blade lighting up, as if it were opening an invisible giant maw, continuously absorbing the dissipating demonic energy into its body.

The originally dark blade now gleamed with a dazzling purple-gold light.

The sound of the blade echoed through the passageway like a dragon's roar. With each wisp of demonic energy absorbed, the patterns on the blade became clearer, and even a faint Daoist aura lingered around it.

"What kind of magical artifact is that? It's incredibly powerful, capable of absorbing the demonic energy of demonic cultivators at the Thunder Tribulation Realm and above!"

Liu Chengfeng stared at the demonic blade in the air, his eyes filled with amazement.

"Ordinary demonic blades would have been shattered by the backlash after absorbing such pure demonic energy, yet this blade was able to refine it. What a domineering weapon spirit!"

At this moment, under the combined attack of everyone.

The demon ancestor's phantom had completely disintegrated, and countless treasures fell from its body.

The palm-sized black "split bone fragments" are covered with lightning patterns and crackle with lightning when they land.

In addition, there are many yellowed "ancient classics", with runes of the Dao and the Demon still remaining on the pages.

Several more "Thunderflame Grasses" that can only be nurtured in lands of thunder and fire.

A pale purple flame burned on the blades of grass, suggesting that it had been growing for thousands of years.

"It is the remains of a demon ancestor at the Thunder Tribulation Realm or above, which is sufficient to refine a Dao artifact."

A rogue cultivator rushed towards the split bone fragments, but was forced back by a sword strike from a cultivator beside him.

Instantly! The entire passageway descended into chaos.

Xue Yan stood guard beside Ye Yang, holding the Blood Demon Sword to block the cultivators who tried to approach, and said coldly...

"This belongs to the Dao Ancestor of my Flying Heaven Sect. How dare you covet it?"

Seeing this, the cultivators were envious of the rare and precious materials that had flown in.

However, due to their fear of Ye Yang's strength, they could only retreat in frustration and instead join the competition for other treasures.

Ye Yang was not tempted by those rare and precious materials at this moment, but focused on guiding the Evil King Blade to absorb pure demonic energy.

After all, demon ancestors above the tribulation level are rare and hard to find.

Especially rare is the scene where the Demon Ancestor, who has been dead for a long time, has only pure demonic energy left in his body, which he can absorb at will.

He could feel it clearly.

At this moment, the pure energy emanating from the Evil King Blade not only did not backfire, but resonated with the symbiotic power of Dao and Demon within his body.

The cyan-gold Dao power and dark purple demonic energy flowed in his palm, showing faint signs of a breakthrough.

About an incense stick later, the dissipated demonic energy was completely absorbed by the Evil King Blade. The purple-gold light on the blade receded, and a trace of cyan-gold Daoist charm appeared in the demonic patterns.

Clearly, this demonic blade has a long way to go.

Ye Yang raised his hand to recall the Evil King Blade. The moment he grasped the hilt, a warm energy surged into his body.

This battle not only healed the injuries from the previous fight, but also made his mid-stage Void Refinement Dao Power more condensed.

The warmth of the Evil King Blade dissipated from his hand. Ye Yang glanced at the chaotic passageway. On the ground, several fragments of bone, crackling with lightning, were rolling to the feet of a Purple Cloud Sect cultivator.

He was about to bend down to pick it up when his gaze inadvertently fell on Ye Yang's direction. His hand suddenly stopped, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

The power of Ye Yang's sword breaking the demon's palm was still fresh in everyone's mind, and no one dared to compete with this Dao Ancestor.

See this.

Ye Yang's fingertips twitched slightly, and a cyan-gold Dao power quietly reached out, like an invisible hand, taking away the three split bone fragments and two Thunderflame Grasses burning with purple flames.

There was also a tattered, yellowed book gently wrapped around it.

Although the pages of that book were tattered, they faintly exuded a powerful Daoist aura, indicating that its grade was extraordinary.

"Dao Ancestor, these treasures..."

Xue Yan stepped forward, his eyes filled with excitement as he watched the spiritual light flashing in Ye Yang's storage ring.

Ye Yang looked down at Xue Yan and saw that his eyes were full of excitement but he dared not say anything. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

With a flick of his finger, a cyan-gold Dao power, carrying two Thunderflame Grasses and a split bone fragment, slowly landed in front of Blood Flame.

"This Thunderflame Grass contains pure thunder and fire spiritual energy, which is perfectly suited to your cultivation of the Nine Yang Treasure Mirror. After refining it, it will be enough to help you break through to the Heavenly Gang True Person realm."

"As for these fragmented bones, they are very likely the remains of a demon ancestor who was at the Thunder Tribulation Realm or above. When you reach the Dharma Aspect True Person Realm in the future, you can refine them and perhaps even obtain a prototype of a Dao artifact."

Xueyan quickly took the Thunderflame Grass with both hands. As soon as he touched it, he felt a warmth. The purple flames danced gently on the grass leaves but did not burn his hands.

The split bone fragments appeared to resemble the leg bones of the Demon Ancestor, and were covered with a fine layer of golden lightning.

Both of these treasures are priceless.

Xue Yan held the blood flame in his hands, his voice trembling with excitement, and bowed deeply to Ye Yang.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor! This disciple will certainly live up to your high expectations and break through to the next realm as soon as possible to serve the Flying Heaven Sect!"

The surrounding cultivators all turned their gazes to Xue Yan, their eyes filled with envy.

But in the end, he didn't dare to make a move.

Just now, Ye Daozu easily defeated the Blood Demon Child, and the power of his sword breaking through the demon's clutches was still fresh in everyone's mind.

No one dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction in front of this Dao Ancestor.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Ye Yang flicked his finger again, storing the remaining two split bone fragments into his storage ring, before his gaze fell upon the yellowed tome.

He reached out and picked up the book. The moment his fingertips touched the tattered cover, he felt a powerful Daoist aura. There was also a faint demonic aura between the pages, clearly indicating that it was a profound inheritance of the demon race.

Now was not a good time to investigate, so Ye Yang put it in his storage bag without examining it closely.

Just then, he looked up and saw three bluish-gray figures rapidly passing the top of the passageway deep inside.

They were the three array masters from the Calculation of the Heavens Sect.

Holding a peach wood array ruler, Su Mo touched the star pattern on the stone wall with the tip of the ruler, and cleaved a smooth path, saving him the trouble of detouring around the loose stones.

Liu Chengfeng retrieved all the Xuanzhen Beads, strung them between his fingers, and flicked one bead with each step, placing it on the rune node in front of him to dissolve the remaining restrictions.

As for the Seven Lives Taoist, he walked at the very front, with a bronze compass floating in front of him, its pointer firmly locked onto the darkness deep within the passageway.

These people have clearly found the true direction of this tradition.

The next moment, they exchanged a glance and flew off into the sky.

Everyone was shocked to see this.

"So fast!"

Below, cultivators exclaimed in surprise, and some tried to follow, but after taking only two steps, they were forced back by the runes that suddenly lit up on both sides of the passageway.

Those were warning array patterns deliberately left by the three members of the Zhutian Sect, both to prevent others from disturbing the inheritance and to stop irrelevant people from fighting over it.

A sharp glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes. He lightly flicked his fingers, and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword suddenly emitted a soft hum and flew to his feet on its own.

"Bloodflame, keep up."

Ye Yang leaped onto the sword, and a layer of light spread out beneath his feet with cyan-gold Dao power.

"The legacy is ahead; delay will lead to change."

Xue Yan dared not delay, and with the Blood Demon Sword in hand, he leaped into the air and landed steadily behind Ye Yang.

As soon as he stood still, the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword transformed into a streak of light and sped off in the direction where the three members of the Zhutian Sect had left.

Where the sword light swept past, the runes on both sides automatically dimmed.

The cultivators below watched the cyan-gold sword light disappear into the depths of the passageway, their faces filled with complex emotions.

Some were envious, some were resentful, but no one dared to follow suit.
They knew that on one side was the venerable master of the Zhutian Sect who understood formations, and on the other side was the unfathomable Ye Daozu. Even if they caught up with him, they might not be able to get a share of the inheritance, and might even bring trouble upon themselves.

The group could only turn away dejectedly and continue to fight over the remaining scattered treasures on the ground. The chaos in the passageway gradually subsided, leaving only a mess and lingering demonic energy.

And at this moment, deep inside the tunnel.

Ye Yang, wielding the cyan-gold sword light, gradually caught up with the figures of the three from the Zhutian Sect.

The Seven Lives Daoist sensed the presence behind him, glanced back, and saw that it was Ye Yang. He showed no surprise, but instead nodded slightly to him.

To be able to catch up with the array patterns by relying on one's Dao power—this vision and strength are indeed worthy of exploring the core inheritance.

Ye Yang didn't say much, but slowed down the speed of his sword light, keeping a distance of a hundred feet from the three of them.

In the darkness ahead, a half-open stone door could be vaguely seen.

The stone gate was engraved with more complex runes than those on both sides of the passageway.

"Coming."

Su Mo suddenly spoke, and the star patterns on the peach wood array ruler flashed violently.

"Beyond the stone gate lies the place of inheritance, but..."

He paused and looked at the Seven Lives Taoist.

"The array pattern fluctuations are not right; it seems like there's something else inside."

The Seven Lives Taoist frowned, and the pointer of the bronze compass began to spin wildly, no longer pointing in just one direction.

"It's demonic energy, purer than the demonic energy of the demon ancestor's phantom... I'm afraid there are other demons who are eyeing its inheritance."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang's Evil King Blade trembled slightly, and the purple-gold light on the blade shone brightly once more.

"Whatever it is, let's open this stone door first."

Before he finished speaking, the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword suddenly accelerated, carrying Ye Yang and Xue Yan, and rushed towards the half-open stone door.

Seeing this, the three members of the Zhutian Sect quickened their pace, and their peach wood array ruler, mystic array bead, and bronze compass lit up simultaneously, preparing to deal with any unexpected situations.

Just then, a voice came from afar.

"Fellow Daoist, how could I be absent from such a magnificent spectacle!"

(End of this chapter)