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

The spiritual energy in the secret room grew increasingly intense.

Ye Yang was surrounded by a halo of blue, white and gold, and the power from the inherited light points continued to flow into his body.

As his understanding of spatial laws and attack intent deepened, he suddenly noticed subtle changes in the operation of the Xuan Yuan Gui Yi Technique within his body.

In the past, when cultivating, although the power of the Dao could circulate repeatedly, there was always a slight stagnation in the meridians, like a stream blocked by pebbles, making it difficult to form a true closed loop.

"Could it be that the 'unification' in the Xuan Yuan Gui Yi Jue is not merely the gathering of Dao power?"

Ye Yang's heart stirred, and he immersed his consciousness in comprehending the cultivation technique.

He recalled the scene of fighting the Demon Arm in the Demon Ancestor's tomb.

At that time, the power of spatial inheritance and the power of Dao were hastily merged. Although they unleashed great power, they were also damaged because the two were not coordinated enough.

Looking at the text of the Xuan Yuan Gui Yi Jue now, the phrase "When the Xuan Yuan first opened, all laws returned to one, which could encompass heaven and earth and integrate all things" has given rise to a completely new understanding.

It turns out that the core of this technique is not simply refining Dao power, but rather integrating all the power one has learned.

Whether it's the laws of space, the power of divine weapons, or the attack intent passed down through generations, all are integrated into the cycle of Dao power, forming a unique "Dao of Oneself".

Having figured this out, Ye Yang immediately adjusted the way he circulated his cultivation technique, no longer deliberately distinguishing between Dao power and spatial power, but letting the two flow freely in his meridians.

At the same time, the spirits of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade are also introduced into the cycle.

At first, as different forces collided within his meridians, Ye Yang felt as if his body was in turmoil, and his meridians ached slightly.

But as time went on, he continued to guide the power to merge little by little, following the operating trajectory of the Xuan Yuan Gui Yi Jue.

After an unknown amount of time, the cyan-gold Dao power, the purplish-black spatial power, and the weapon spirit power of the swords finally reached a balance.

A dazzling two-tone light shield rose from his body, within which cyan-gold and purplish-black patterns intertwined, forming a perfect tai chi symbol.

"It's done!"

Ye Yang was overjoyed.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the power within his body had not only become more abundant, but its circulation speed had also increased several times.

More importantly, his connection with the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade became incredibly close, as if the two divine weapons had become extensions of his arms.

He subconsciously swung his right hand, and the Evil King Blade was instantly drawn. The purplish-black blade aura, accompanied by a sharp sound of space tearing, left a bottomless blade mark on the wall of the secret chamber.

The edges of the knife mark still retained spatial distortion fluctuations, which was the power of the fusion of the Profound Origin Unity Technique and the divine weapon!
He then raised the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

The cyan-gold sword light surged, and intricate spatial patterns appeared on the sword's body.

With a single sword strike, the sword light pierced directly through the spiritual energy in the secret chamber, leaving a brief spatial rift in mid-air.

Ye Yang could sense that using the two divine weapons now not only reduced the amount of Dao power consumed by 30%, but also increased their power by nearly 100%.

Moves that previously required full power can now be executed with only 70% of the power, and spatial laws can even be incorporated into attacks to unexpectedly inflict heavy damage on enemies.

The surge in strength invigorated Ye Yang, but he did not stop, his gaze falling on the Evil King Blade beside him.

At this moment, the purple, black, and gold patterns on the blade were still trembling slightly, reflecting the demonic energy absorbed from the demonic arm and the attack intent from the inherited light points.

The Evil King Blade was only one step away from becoming a top-grade Dao artifact, but since it had been forged several times, it could not break through the final bottleneck, as if separated by an invisible membrane.

"The Evil King Blade was originally a demonic weapon. Although I have refined it, it still lacks a trace of 'spirit'."

Ye Yang stroked the blade, lost in thought.

The biggest difference between a superior-grade Dao artifact and a mid-grade Dao artifact lies in whether or not a true artifact spirit can be born.

Although the Evil King Blade possesses a weapon spirit, it is never solid enough, and this shortcoming prevents it from breaking through to a higher rank.

He recalled the strange movements of the Evil King Blade absorbing the demonic energy of the Demon Arm in the Demon Ancestor's Tomb, and glanced at the remaining inheritance light points in his hand. Suddenly, a bold idea came to him.

He held the last unrefined purple spatial inheritance light point in his palm, while simultaneously circulating the Profound Origin Unity Technique, guiding the Dao power within his body to converge on his left index finger.

Then, he bit his index finger, and a drop of blood containing his own essence and Dao power slowly seeped out.

The blood droplet also contained a faint trace of primordial spirit power.

This is the "blood sacrifice to fuse weapons" method that he comprehended from the Xuan Yuan Gui Yi Jue.

Although it consumes one's own essence and blood, it can forcibly increase the compatibility between the divine weapon and oneself, and even help it break through bottlenecks.

"Evil King Blade, today I will lend you a hand!"

Ye Yang let out a low shout and pressed the blood bead and the purple inheritance light spot onto the Evil King Blade at the same time.

The moment the blood droplet touched the blade, it was instantly absorbed by the purplish-black and gold patterns. The blade trembled violently, emitting a buzzing sound, as if it were cheering.

Immediately afterward, as the purple light merged into the blade, Ye Yang suddenly felt a tremendous change in the space in front of him.

The power of the spatial laws and the primordial spirit power in the blood bead intertwined, forming a complex energy vortex inside the blade.

Ye Yang could clearly sense that the spirit of the Evil King Blade was growing rapidly.

The originally vague thoughts gradually became clearer, and could even convey emotions of "desire" and "gratitude" in his mind.

The purplish-black and gold patterns on the surface of the blade began to recombine, forming a more complex pattern. In the center of the pattern, tiny black crystals were slowly condensing.

This is precisely the core of the Evil King Blade's spirit!
As the core of the weapon spirit formed, the pressure emanating from the Evil King Blade suddenly surged, and the spiritual energy in the secret chamber frantically converged towards the blade, even forming a small vortex of spiritual energy around it.

At this moment, Ye Yang could clearly feel that the material of the blade was undergoing a qualitative change, and the originally slightly rough blade had become as smooth as black crystal.

The blade's edge became increasingly sharp, even capable of emitting faint spatial fluctuations on its own, as if it could tear through the void at any moment.

"Crack!"

A faint, crisp sound came from the blade, like an eggshell breaking.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling purplish-black light burst forth from the Evil King Blade, instantly illuminating the entire secret chamber. The oppressive force contained within the light even caused the surrounding space to subtly distort.

Ye Yang knew.

This is a sign that the Evil King Blade has broken through to become a high-grade Dao artifact!
Just as Ye Yang was merging the inherited light spot bones and his own essence into the Evil King Blade.

The energy fluctuations inside the secret chamber suddenly broke through the constraints of the defensive array, like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting, spreading towards the Flying Gate and even the surrounding area within a hundred miles.

The once clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and a strong wind howled.

Faint purple-black lightning flashed in the clouds, echoing the aura emanating from the Evil King Blade. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth converged towards the top of Feitianmen Mountain like a tide, forming a visible pillar of spiritual energy that pierced the sky.

"What...is this strange phenomenon?"

Outside the Flying Heaven Sect's headquarters, a passing rogue cultivator suddenly stopped, looked up at the mountaintop, and stared in shock.

He could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the Flying Heaven Gate, which caused his internal Dao power to become stagnant.

It was as if he were facing an extremely powerful cultivator.

Many cultivators around also stopped and began to discuss the matter.

"Something's not right. This aura isn't from a tribulation or a breakthrough, but rather carries a domineering weapon power. Could it be that a high-grade Dao artifact has been born?"

An elderly man with white hair stroked his beard, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He had cultivated for hundreds of years and had witnessed many extraordinary phenomena such as cultivators breaking through or divine weapons being born, but this was the first time he had seen such a powerful weapon.

Meanwhile, in a city a hundred miles away, several cultivators from a major sect also noticed the anomaly.

"Look! It's in the direction of the Flying Gate!"

A cultivator dressed in a blue Taoist robe pointed into the distance, his tone full of disbelief.

The pillar of spiritual energy was like a pillar supporting the heavens and the earth, causing subtle distortions in the surrounding space. Purple-black lightning streaked through the clouds, emanating a chilling aura.

"This aura... seems familiar."

Another cultivator frowned, lost in thought. Suddenly, a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes.

"It's demonic energy coming from the direction of the Demon Ancestor's Tomb! I sensed a similar aura when the Demon Ancestor's Tomb collapsed before. Could it be that the Flying Heaven Sect is researching demonic artifacts?"

These words exploded like a thunderclap in the crowd, causing many cultivators' expressions to change drastically.

Demonic artifacts have always been a taboo in the cultivation world. If the Flying Heaven Sect is indeed researching demonic artifacts, it will likely attract the wrath of other major sects. However, some cultivators have raised doubts.

"No, besides demonic energy, there is also a pure spatial power in this aura. It's more like a divine weapon breaking through its rank by fusing multiple powers, rather than a simple demonic artifact."

The discussions grew increasingly heated, and many cultivators flew towards the Flying Heaven Gate, eager to find out what was going on. Inside the Flying Heaven Gate, the disciples were even more tense.

"That's the direction where Daozu Ye is in seclusion!"

"A disciple exclaimed, his eyes filled with worry."

The sect leader and several elders also rushed to the mountaintop, their expressions solemn as they looked at the strange phenomenon in the direction of the secret chamber.

"Sect Leader, will Daozu Ye be alright?"

An elder asked with concern. The defensive array surrounding the secret chamber was already teetering on the brink of collapse due to the energy fluctuations.

If it weren't for the special material of the array patterns, it would probably have collapsed long ago. The sect leader shook his head, but a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"Master Ye possesses extraordinary treasures and has also obtained inheritance from the Demon Ancestor's tomb. Perhaps... his divine weapon is about to break through."

Just then, the pillar of spiritual energy in the sky suddenly surged, and the purplish-black lightning converged into a huge sword shadow. Within the sword shadow, the phantom of a demonic dragon vaguely appeared, letting out a deafening roar.

The roar resounded like thunder for miles, and many cultivators with lower cultivation levels were directly shocked, spitting out blood and turning pale.

"A top-grade Dao artifact! It's definitely a top-grade Dao artifact that has been created!"

The white-haired old man shouted excitedly, his eyes filled with greed.

High-grade Dao artifacts are extremely rare in the cultivation world. Each one can trigger fierce competition among major sects. If one could obtain such a Dao artifact, it would be enough to make a small sect rise to prominence.

The surrounding cultivators also revealed greedy eyes and sped away towards the Flying Heaven Gate.

But soon, an even more powerful pressure came from the Flying Heaven Gate, instantly suppressing everyone's aura.

On the summit of Feitianmen Mountain, a cyan-gold figure slowly emerged; it was Ye Yang, who had just emerged from seclusion.

He was surrounded by cyan-gold Dao power.

The purplish-black light emanating from the Evil King Blade in his hand echoed the blade's shadow in the sky, and his cold gaze swept over the surrounding cultivators.

"Flying Gate Forbidden Area, all unauthorized personnel, leave!"

Ye Yang's voice rang out like thunder, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The Evil King Blade trembled slightly, and the aura it emitted instantly sobered the surrounding cultivators, replacing their greed with fear.

They then realized that the cultivators who could forge high-grade Dao artifacts were far stronger than they had imagined, and that if they rashly provoked them, they might lose their lives.

"It's Daozu Ye!"

A cultivator who had seen Ye Yang before exclaimed in surprise and quickly turned around and retreated.

The other cultivators also realized what was happening and dared not approach any further, only able to watch from a distance.

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Yang's figure, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes, but he could only sigh helplessly.
"I never expected that the Flying Heaven Sect would have such a figure. It seems that this high-grade Dao artifact is out of our reach."

As Ye Yang appeared, the strange phenomena in the sky gradually dissipated, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sunlight shone down again, but the spiritual energy on the top of Feitianmen Mountain remained abundant.

The surrounding cultivators were buzzing with discussion, speculating about the origin of the Dao artifact in Ye Yang's hand.

"Could that illusory dragon within the sword shadow just now be the legendary Evil King's Blade?"

A monk muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

"No mistake, this Daozu Ye is known as a master of both sword and saber. Only Daozu Ye has such fierce saber energy."

"Moreover, Dao Ancestor Ye just emerged from that demonic tomb. It's likely that Dao Ancestor Ye obtained the inheritance from there, which allowed the Evil King Blade to break through."

Another monk analyzed, his tone full of envy.

The inheritance in the Demon Ancestor's tomb can actually help demonic artifacts break through to the high-grade Dao artifact level. If they could obtain a copy, their strength would definitely increase significantly.

Amid the discussions, many cultivators began to leave, but some cultivators from major sects remained, clearly intending to negotiate with the Flying Heaven Sect and inquire about the Evil King Blade.

The light lasted for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before gradually dissipating. By this time, the Evil King Blade had undergone a complete transformation.

The blade is interwoven with purple, black, and gold colors, like a flowing galaxy. A ferocious phantom of a demonic dragon appears on the hilt, which is the embodiment of the Evil King Blade's spirit.

Ye Yang gripped the hilt of the sword, and a cool yet warm sensation came over him. The weapon spirit instantly established a close connection with his primordial spirit. He could clearly sense the state of the Evil King Sword, and even perceive the surrounding spatial fluctuations in advance through the weapon spirit.

"A superior-grade Dao artifact, the Evil King Blade!"

Ye Yang raised the Evil King Blade and gently swung it. A purplish-black blade aura slashed out, drawing an arc in the air and directly piercing through the defensive array of the secret chamber. It left a deep blade mark several feet deep on the outer stone wall. Then, the remaining power of the blade aura did not diminish and turned into a stream of light that dissipated into the sky.

The power of this attack was actually 20% stronger than when it was combined with the Profound Origin Unity Technique!
Ye Yang put away the Evil King Blade with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)