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

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the floating black cloth strip.

As they drew closer, the extraordinary nature of the strip of cloth became increasingly clear to everyone.

Although it was dilapidated and riddled with holes, it was unknown how many days it had existed, and some parts had even decayed.

However, it still exudes a chilling aura.

In particular, the center of the cloth shimmers with a purplish-gold light.

Countless tiny bolts of lightning danced among the patterns, like lurking thunder dragons.

Each flash caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly, exuding a world-destroying pressure.

What is even more shocking is the pattern on the shroud.

The dragon and phoenix patterns are intertwined, and the dragon's scales and claws are sharp, as if it is about to break the cloth and take flight.

The phoenix-patterned wings shimmered with light, carrying an aura of holiness, and bore inherited patterns never before seen by anyone.

"Dragon and Phoenix Pattern! This is the real Dragon and Phoenix Pattern. Legend has it that when the starry sky was first created, there was no writing. The power of heaven and earth manifested with all things, and the Dragon and Phoenix Pattern is one of the most powerful forces among them."

Qingyun Sanren cried out in surprise, his whisk trembling violently.

At this moment, not only him, but also Ye Yang and everyone from the Extraordinary Heavens Sect could see that this shroud-wrapped preaching was extraordinary.

Ordinary cultivators undergoing tribulation by lightning could not possibly leave such Daoist charm on fabric.

The owner of this shroud was probably an existence far beyond the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm.

They may even have reached the level of Mahayana Buddhism.

Ye Yang raised his head and looked ahead. At this moment, he could clearly sense the powerful force on the shroud.

It possesses both domineering demonic power and holy spiritual energy.

There is also an indescribable power of destruction and rebirth. The three seem to be in conflict, but they are perfectly integrated to form a terrifying aura that is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even though they are separated by an unknown distance.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade in his hands trembled slightly, as if out of fear.

This was the first time Ye Yang had witnessed such a scene since obtaining these two Dao artifacts.

"Look! There seems to be something hidden inside that shroud!"

The Seven Lives Taoist suddenly pointed to the center of the shroud, his voice trembling.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a wisp of white mist slowly flowing under the purple-gold lightning.

The mist was so pure that it contrasted sharply with the surrounding demonic energy. Even from a great distance, a slight sniff from the mist gave people a feeling of being reborn.

"Immortal energy! True immortal energy."

As everyone looked at the white mist ahead, their breathing became rapid for a moment.

This celestial energy is the purest form of spiritual energy in the world.

It possesses all sorts of incredible powers.

After people learned about this thing, they could not classify it, so they called it the aura of immortals.

This item is especially beneficial for those at the True Person realm, and for those breaking through to the Daoist realm.

Xue Yan looked at the celestial energy ahead, his eyes flickered, and he was extremely excited.

"With this, breaking through to the Daoist realm should be no problem for me!"

"However, my cultivation is still weak. If I want to obtain this item, I'm afraid I'll have to follow the Dao Ancestor and see if I can get his legacy."

The members of the Zhutian Sect could no longer contain themselves. Liu Chengfeng stepped forward, his tone urgent.

"We absolutely cannot miss such a treasure! Let's join forces to break through its defenses, and then we'll discuss how to divide it up after we get our hands on it!"

Although the Seven Lives Taoist had reservations, he was also very tempted.

He slightly rotated the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror he had just obtained, and a beam of golden light shot out from the mirror, attempting to detect the defensive flaws in the shroud.

However, under the influence of the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror, the shroud only moved slightly before becoming still.

Clearly, this item is of a much higher grade than the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror.

Just as everyone was about to take action, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically.

The surroundings were instantly enveloped by a thick, blood-red fog.

The skeletons on the ground also stood up one after another, and an extremely cold aura spread from the depths of the thick fog, colliding with the oppressive aura of the shroud, causing the air to crystallize.

"Who is pretending?"

Qingyun Sanren snorted coldly and released a brocade handkerchief, which emitted countless colorful lights. However, as soon as it appeared, it was forced to a corner by the cold aura.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang simultaneously drew his Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and Evil King Blade.

In an instant!
A cyan-gold sword light cleaved through the thick fog, illuminating a figure within it.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure slowly walked over, and when everyone saw the figure clearly, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was a headless cultivator, dressed in a tattered golden monk's robe, stained with dark red blood. Although headless, it exuded a terrifying aura.

He stepped on the dark Buddhist light, and with each step he took, the corpse demons on the ground instantly turned to ashes. However, this Buddhist light was chillingly cold, completely different from the Buddhist light of normal Buddhist cultivators.

"It is the corpse of an ancient Buddhist cultivator, but it has been corrupted by demons!"

Qingyun Sanren frowned deeply.

"This old monk is no ordinary person. He possesses both Buddhist aura and demonic power. Even those old monks from the Great Snow Mountain in the Western Regions are no match for him. He wants to steal the shroud!"

The headless cultivator did not respond, but simply raised his right hand, and the dark Buddhist light condensed into a giant Buddha's palm, reaching out to grab the shroud.

Liu Chengfeng roared and shot out a golden star pattern from the peach wood array ruler in his hand. However, the star pattern was instantly swallowed up as soon as it approached the Buddha's palm, without even causing a ripple.

"Such powerful demonic Buddha energy!"

Ye Yang's expression turned solemn. He unleashed the Evil King Blade, which swelled to ten zhang in length, and a purple-gold blade aura slashed towards the headless cultivator.

The Evil King Blade's blade energy was originally the nemesis of demons, but the headless cultivator's pitch-black Buddhist light took the initiative to meet it, and actually slowly dissolved the blade energy.

“It’s really extraordinary.”

Ye Yang's heart sank. Just as he was about to make another move, he saw the headless cultivator's Buddha palm approaching the shroud.

Just as he was about to pocket the shroud.

Suddenly, the shroud burst forth with dazzling purple-gold lightning, and countless bolts of lightning as thick as buckets shot out from the cloth, like a net of thunder, instantly enveloping the headless monk.

"Boom!"

The lightning contained countless bursts of thunderous brilliance.

In an instant.

The headless cultivator let out a painful roar, his body trembling violently amidst the lightning.

The dark Buddhist light dissipated rapidly like melting ice and snow, and the golden monk's robe was instantly burned to ashes by lightning and fire.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene. No one had expected that the seemingly tattered shroud would possess such terrifying defensive power.

In just three breaths, the headless cultivator's limbs turned to ashes, and then his torso melted away in the lightning, leaving only a pile of white bones scattered on the ground.

The moment he was refined, the purple-gold lightning in the center of the shroud suddenly receded. A dense wisp of immortal energy shot into the sky, forming a white pillar of light a hundred meters thick, which soared straight into the clouds and dispelled the surrounding blood-red mist.

Wherever the celestial energy passed, the demonic energy in the air instantly dissipated, the demonic patterns on the black rocks became dull and lifeless, and even the skeletons on the ground seemed to emanate a faint vitality.

Bathed in the celestial energy, everyone felt completely refreshed, and the shackles on their cultivation loosened somewhat.

Especially blood inflammation.

As the weakest person in the arena, the effect of this immortal spiritual energy is especially significant for him at this moment.

In an instant, even the bottlenecks that were originally stuck at the threshold of the realm showed subtle cracks.

He stared intently at the shroud hanging in mid-air, his eyes burning with fervor.

As long as I can possess this shroud, breaking through to the Daoist realm, let alone reaching a higher level of cultivation, is not out of reach.

Meanwhile, the array masters of the Extraordinary Heavens Sect were even more eager to participate.

Liu Chengfeng took half a step forward, the peach wood array ruler in his hand trembling slightly, golden array patterns flowing on the ruler, his tone filled with undisguised urgency.

"These ancient treasures can only truly realize their value if they fall into the hands of our Zhutian Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Seven Lives Daoist and the other array master exchanged a glance and echoed each other's sentiments.

Their eyes were fixed on the shroud, as if it were not just a tattered piece of cloth, but the key to unlocking the sect's prosperity.

He subtly gave Liu Chengfeng a wink, and the group tacitly dispersed, subtly surrounding the shroud.

The aura of the array patterns surged in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

Qingyun Sanren noticed the unusual movements of the Zhutian Sect members, his brows furrowed, and he gently waved his whisk, forming a barrier of azure Dao power around himself.

"Master Ye, it seems the people from the Extraordinary Heavens Sect are up to no good."

"This shroud is too precious; I'm afraid no one can resist its temptation."

Ye Yang nodded, his gaze sweeping over the members of the Zhutian Sect, and said coldly.

"Treasures are precious, but one must be alive to enjoy them. If you wish to fight for them through strength, I will not stop you. But if you try to use tricks and schemes, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade simultaneously hovered in front of him, their azure-gold and purple-gold lights intertwining to form a powerful pressure that enveloped the members of the Zhutian Sect.

However, the members of the Zhutian Sect were already blinded by the treasure. Liu Chengfeng took the lead and shot out a golden array pattern from the peach wood array ruler in his hand, which went straight for the shroud.

"Master Ye, although you are powerful, you know nothing about the Dao of Battle. This shroud will only be wasted in your hands! Why not give it to our Zhutian Sect? Our sect will surely repay you handsomely in the future!"

"How dare you! The most precious Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror was already given to you. How can you still try to snatch it away? It's impossible!"

Qingyun Sanren roared and unleashed countless cyan light threads with his whisk, blocking the golden array patterns.

"Greed knows no bounds; does he think we're easy to bully?"

Just as tensions were running high, an unexpected change occurred!
The shroud, which was suspended in the air, suddenly trembled violently.

The purple-gold lightning on the cloth surged, and the dragon and phoenix patterns seemed to come alive.

The dragon pattern let out a deep roar, and the phoenix pattern flapped its iridescent wings, slowly rising into the air while carrying the shroud.

Even more shockingly, the shroud seemed to have gained sentience. Sensing the malice of the crowd, it flew towards a tiny spatial rift in the distance at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind a purple-gold afterimage.

"No, it's going to run!"

Seven Lives Daoist exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly activated the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror, shooting out a black rope of light in an attempt to entangle the shroud.

But as soon as the light rope approached the shroud, it was struck by lightning on the surface of the cloth and turned into specks of black light that dissipated into the air.

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed, and he used the Void Escape Technique, instantly disappearing from his original spot and reappearing in front of the Shroud the next second.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword unleashed a streak of azure-gold sword light, attempting to block its path.

However, the shroud was extremely flexible. With a slight fold in the air, it darted straight into the spatial rift like a nimble fish and disappeared completely from everyone's sight.

"A spatial rift! This thing can actually manipulate space!"

Qingyun Sanren was shocked.

"This shroud's intelligence is probably comparable to that of a high-level cultivator; we absolutely cannot let it escape!"

Everyone used their supernatural powers to chase after the spatial rift.

Ye Yang followed closely behind. He could clearly feel the aura of the shroud moving through the spatial rift and kept using the Void Escape Technique to shorten the distance.

Just now.

The laws of heaven and earth around them suddenly became violent.

The spatial rift trembled violently, emitting a cracking sound, and black cracks spread around it.

Clearly, the world within this Demon Ancestor's tomb could not withstand the immense power of the shroud and began to repel it.

"It is this world that is rejecting it!"

The Seven Lives Taoist's expression changed drastically.

"If the shroud is crushed by the laws of heaven and earth, we will get nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling purple-gold light suddenly burst forth from the spatial rift, followed by a deafening roar.

The shroud was forcibly squeezed out of the spatial rift.

Fine cracks appeared on the cloth, spreading like a spider web. Countless streams of immortal energy overflowed from the cracks, forming white bands of light in the air, like the Milky Way falling from the heavens.

Even more alarming, the dragon and phoenix patterns and heritage marks on the shroud began to peel off, turning into countless golden and purple specks of light that scattered in the air.

"It's broken! It's broken!"

The Seven Lives Daoist cried out in alarm, his eyes filled with anxiety. Ignoring his own safety, he rushed towards the scattered points of light, reaching out to grab the white points of light that contained immortal energy.

Liu Chengfeng then summoned several array flags and planted them in the ground. Golden array patterns instantly unfolded, attempting to encircle the scattered light spots within the array.

"These points of light are all priceless treasures! Whoever grabs them gets them!"

"Stop! These points of light contain powerful inherited energy; forcibly seizing them will surely trigger a backlash!"

But by then the scene was in chaos, and no one was listening to anything.

As soon as Liu Chengfeng spread out the golden array patterns, his gaze locked onto a purple light spot that exuded a strong aura of inheritance.

Those light spots were more condensed than the others. If one could refine them, it would not only greatly enhance one's array cultivation, but might even grant one some control over space.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab it, a cyan light thread suddenly struck, precisely wrapping around the purple light spot and pulling it aside.

Liu Chengfeng shouted angrily and turned his head to look. He saw Qingyun Sanren holding a whisk, his eyes full of coldness.

"Liu Chengfeng, your Zhutian Sect is already insatiable. How can we let you monopolize such a core light spot!"

"Qingyun Sanren, stop meddling in other people's business!"

Liu Chengfeng activated the array flag, and the golden array patterns instantly surged, transforming into a sharp array blade that slashed towards Qingyun Sanren.

"This point of light is related to my array formations, and only I can unleash its full value. It's a waste for a sword cultivator like you to hold it!"

In the blink of an eye, the two were engaged in a fierce battle.

(End of this chapter)