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

Before he finished speaking, everyone instinctively turned around.

From the darkness behind the passageway, a figure in blue appeared, stepping through the air.

Her robes fluttered like flowing clouds, and she held a plain white whisk in her hand.

The whisk's silk threads gleamed with a faint spiritual light, and a mutton-fat jade bottle hung at his waist, with the character "cloud" faintly visible on its surface.

The newcomer had a lean face, bright and piercing eyes, and a calm yet unfathomable aura.

Ye Yang turned around and saw that it was actually Qingyun Sanren.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and then he cupped his hands in greeting.

"I never expected to meet you here, fellow Daoist."

He had met Qingyun Sanren once before in the Tongtian River Secret Realm.

Back then, this wandering immortal had used his exquisite "Flowing Cloud Daoist Technique" to resolve the crisis in the secret realm. I never expected that we would meet again in the Demon Ancestor's Tomb today.

Qingyun Sanren landed with a smile, lightly waving his whisk to dispel the remaining demonic energy around him. When his gaze fell on Ye Yang, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

"Master Ye, how have you been? I sensed your azure-gold Dao power from afar just now, which is several times stronger than when we last met. You must have broken through to the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm, right?"

"And this Evil King Blade in your hand, it's become even sharper than before..."

After saying that.

His gaze shifted to the demonic blade beside Ye Yang, his tone tinged with astonishment.

"The blade gleams with purple-gold, and the demonic patterns contain Daoist charm. It can actually withstand the demonic energy of the lightning tribulation without backfiring. This kind of fortune is truly rare."

"Fellow Daoist has discerning eyes."

Ye Yang nodded slightly, secretly admiring Qingyun Sanren's insight.

Ordinary cultivators could only see the power of the Evil King Blade, but only he could see through the change of "coexistence of Dao and Demon" within the blade at a glance.

The Seven Lives Taoist also stepped forward to pay his respects, the bronze compass turning slightly in his palm.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, you have long lived in seclusion. Why have you come to the Demon Ancestor's tomb today?"

"Having heard that there are ancient Taoist and demonic lineages here, I came to join in the fun."

Qingyun Sanren smiled freely and pointed his whisk at the half-open stone door.

"Just now I saw that you fellow Daoists were trying to break through this stone gate, and I thought I could lend a hand."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

Qingyun Sanren is also a well-known master of the Void Refinement stage in the cultivation world.

His strength and vision are beyond question. With his help, breaking through the stone gate will be much more certain.

Ye Yang looked at the Seven Lives Daoist, and seeing that the other party nodded, he spoke.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist."

The Seven Lives Taoist immediately re-deduced the array patterns. The bronze compass floated to the center of the stone gate, its pointer spinning rapidly before finally stopping on a hidden talisman mark on the left side of the stone gate.

“This stone gate is sealed with the ‘Dao-Demon Locking Array.’ The array’s core is hidden beneath the talisman marks. It can only be broken by simultaneously activating the ‘Yin-Yang Power.’ Su Mo, you use the star patterns to pinpoint the array’s core.”

"Liu Chengfeng, use the Xuanzhen Pearl to draw in spiritual energy; Ye Daozu, use the power of the symbiosis of Dao and Demon to launch the main attack."

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, I would like to trouble you to stabilize the array patterns with the Flowing Cloud Dao Technique to prevent backlash." "Of course."

Qingyun Sanren responded and lightly waved his whisk. Countless streams of azure light fell around the stone gate, entangling the dark-glowing runes like a spider web.

As the light shifted, the previously agitated array patterns gradually calmed down.

Su Mo and Liu Chengfeng also acted immediately.

Su Mo held the peach wood array ruler, and the star pattern on the tip of the ruler suddenly expanded, transforming into a thin golden light that precisely pierced the talisman mark on the left side of the stone gate.

The moment the star pattern entered the array, the stone gate trembled slightly, and a faint golden halo appeared on the rune mark.

Liu Chengfeng then threw the Xuanzhen Pearl into the air, and the pearl scattered into a ring.

As the talisman array operated, the spiritual energy within the passageway was continuously drawn towards the stone gate, counterbalancing the demonic energy within the array patterns.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and gripped the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade in his hands.

The next moment, countless cyan-gold Dao power and purple-gold demonic energy intertwined in his palm, forming a Tai Chi-shaped energy ball.

He leaped into the air, unleashing the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade simultaneously.

Soon, the ball of light transformed into a two-colored stream of light, crashing fiercely into the array eye in the center of the stone gate.

"Boom!"

The moment the streak of light struck the stone gate, the entire passageway trembled violently, rubble fell from the ceiling, and the runes on the stone gate seemed to come alive as they flashed wildly.

The black demonic energy and the golden Daoist aura clashed, but were firmly locked in place by the azure light of Qingyun Sanren, preventing them from spreading.

"Give it another push! The core of the formation has loosened!"

The Seven Lives Taoist shouted sternly, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and the bronze compass emitted a clear chime.

Meanwhile, pale golden array patterns flew out from the plate and embedded themselves into the stone gate array eye, echoing Ye Yang's two-colored flowing light.

Qingyun Sanren also exerted his power, unfurling all the whisk threads, and the azure Dao power surged into the array patterns like a tide, dissolving the demonic energy that attempted to counterattack one by one.

"Master Ye, may I borrow your Dao power?"

Ye Yang understood, and his cyan-gold Dao power surged again, intertwining with Qingyun Sanren's cyan Dao power, like two swimming dragons, drilling into the stone gate through the array's eye.

A moment later, a crisp "crack" sound came from the stone gate.

The originally tightly closed gap gradually widened, and a powerful aura of Dao and Demon emanated from behind the door, mixed with the rhythm of the stars moving.

"It's done!"

Su Mo exclaimed with delight, and the star patterns on the peach wood array ruler suddenly lit up, completely opening the stone door.

Everyone put away their magical artifacts and looked towards the back of the stone gate.

The sight before them made everyone hold their breath. Behind the door was not the expected tomb chamber, but a vast and boundless starry sky!

Countless stars twinkled in the darkness, nebulae flowed slowly like silk, and shooting stars streaked across the distance, leaving behind dazzling trails of light.

In the center of the starry sky, a huge white jade platform floats, on which is carved a "twin talisman" with a diameter of more than ten feet.

Embedded in the center of the rune is a crystal core the size of a fist. Within the crystal core, cyan-gold Daoist charm and dark purple demonic energy intertwine and flow, like the rotation of the sun and moon, emitting a heart-palpitating wave of inheritance.

"This...this is like refining the starry sky into a tomb?"

Standing behind Ye Yang, Qingyun Sanren gazed at the scene before him, his eyes filled with awe. He had never imagined that such a magnificent starry sky could exist within a tomb.

Even the seven Taoist priests couldn't help but gently stroke their whisks, their eyes filled with amazement.

"This ancient demon ancestor actually has such means, using the technique of 'containing Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed' to seal the starry sky here. No wonder this inheritance has been preserved to this day."

The Seven Lives Taoist stared at the arrangement of stars in the sky, the pointer of his bronze compass spinning wildly.

"The positions of these stars... correspond one by one with the array eyes of the 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Array'! It seems that the Yin Yang Array Master not only left behind the Daoist and Demonic inheritance, but also hid the mysteries of the array."

Just as everyone was marveling at the scene, a subtle ripple suddenly came from the starry sky.

The distant stars twinkled slightly, as if something was approaching.

Ye Yang frowned slightly, and cyan-gold Dao power condensed around his body.

"Be careful, everyone. There may be more than just inheritance in this starry sky."

Qingyun Sanren also stopped smiling and held his whisk horizontally in front of him.

"We just sensed demonic energy lurking in the starry sky. It seems that besides us, other forces have their eyes on this inheritance."

The group exchanged glances and became wary.

The Seven Lives Daoist and the others immediately adjusted the bronze compass, and all the runes on the compass lit up, taking into account the fluctuations of the surrounding stars. Pale golden array patterns unfolded under their feet, forming a defensive formation.

Ye Yang held the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword horizontally in front of him and the Evil King Blade at his side, ready to deal with any sudden attack.

Everyone stared intently at the twinkling stars in the distance, their palms already damp with sweat.

The power of the Demon Ancestor's phantom is still fresh in our minds. If an even stronger demon were to attack, the situation would be difficult to manage.

But just as everyone's tense nerves were about to reach a breaking point.

Suddenly, a melodious tune drifted from the distant starry sky.

It was not the ferocious roar of the demons, but the clear and melodious sounds of a jade flute and a silver zither playing in harmony.

The musical notes flowed like a clear spring, carried by the golden wind across the entire starry sky. Wherever they passed, the remaining demonic energy dissipated like melting snow, and even the air became sweet and refreshing.

"This is... Celestial Music?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances.

In this demonic realm, everyone had only heard the wails of demonic energy, never imagining that such pure music could be heard in the starry sky of the Demon Ancestor's tomb.

Ye Yang looked in the direction of the sound and saw dozens of white-clad figures walking through the air amidst the surging nebula in the distance.

They were all fairies.

They were all dressed in fairy dresses embroidered with flowing cloud patterns, the hems of which fluttered in the wind. In their hands, they held either jade flutes or cups of fairy dew. With each step they took, colorful flowers bloomed at their feet.

"They're not demons!"

Everyone instinctively took a breath.

But I can't believe it.

This scene is too bizarre. How could such a fairy surrounded by ethereal beauty appear deep within the Demon Ancestor's tomb?
What’s even more shocking is yet to come.

These fairies lined up on both sides, forming a passageway, and then four burly warriors emerged from behind the nebula.

They were dressed in crimson-gold armor, each holding a golden whip over ten feet long, with faint lightning crackling around the whips. However, this was not the black lightning of the demon race, but pure yang lightning.

The warriors moved with steady steps, each step causing the starry sky to tremble slightly.

Finally, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face slowly flew in riding a red-crowned crane.

"Fellow Daoists, you have come from afar. I have been waiting here for a long time. I respectfully welcome you to the Immortal Realm."

"Ascend to the Immortal Realm?"

Ye Yang frowned slightly, his heart filled with doubt.

He raised his hand and released a wisp of cyan-gold Dao power, tentatively touching the lotus flower beneath the feet of the nearest fairy.

The moment the Dao power touched the petals, it felt a pure spiritual energy flowing back along the Dao power, without any trace of illusion or fragility.

With his mid-stage Void Refinement cultivation, if it were truly an illusion, he would have noticed the stagnation of spiritual energy. However, the sensations and flow of spiritual energy before him were so real that they were impeccable.

Qingyun Sanren also lightly waved his whisk, and a stream of azure light circled around the warrior's golden whip. When the light returned, it brought back a wisp of pure yang lightning power.

He picked up the lightning power and carefully sensed it, his eyes filled with shock.

"It is genuine pure Yang lightning power, not a manifestation of demonic energy! Such pure Yang power has never been seen in the cultivation world before; it probably only exists in the Immortal Realm."

The Seven Lives Taoist brought the bronze compass close to the old man. The compass needle spun wildly, but instead of a red warning light, it emitted a faint golden glow.

He looked up at the old man, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

"Fellow Daoist... are you really from the Immortal Realm?"

"I am the 'Star Master' of the Immortal Realm, and I have been ordered to welcome you fellow Daoists here."

The crowd looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

What was originally thought to be a dangerous tomb of the Demon Ancestor has turned into a place of inheritance leading to the Immortal Realm.

What was initially thought to be a demonic attack turned out to be a welcoming party from the celestial realm.

Everyone thought it was an illusion, but everything before their eyes was terrifyingly real.

The fairy's dress could feel the wind blowing, and the warrior's golden whip could be seen to shimmer with lightning.

The old man's Taoist robe exuded a refreshing fragrance of spiritual energy, and even the distant celestial music could cause the Taoist power within his body to circulate peacefully involuntarily.

"Master Ye, look at this..."

Qingyun Sanren approached Ye Yang, his voice tinged with hesitation.

Although he longed for an opportunity, he also knew that "there's no such thing as a free lunch."

Such an easy invitation to "ascend to immortality" always makes people feel uneasy.

Ye Yang did not answer immediately, but looked at the Seven Lives Daoist.

The latter understood and gently shook his head.

“I have explored this starry sky with the ‘Flowing Cloud Dao Technique’ and there is no trace of illusion. Even the flow of time and space is consistent with the outside world.”

"But it is precisely this 'truth' that makes it even more unpredictable."

(End of this chapter)