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

On the high platform, the attacks of the ten Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had reached their peak.

Zhao Lie's broad-backed longsword unleashed a sky full of sword shadows, each one carrying the power to split mountains. The sword wind howled across the table, stirring up layers of air waves.

Lin Yueyao's Flowing Cloud Sword Technique became increasingly agile, with sword light weaving like a shower of stars enveloping Ye Yang.

The other eight cultivators also displayed their unique skills, some wielding heavy swords that produced thunderous sounds, and others thrusting short swords at tricky angles.

Even more impressively, some wielded double axes, splitting the air as the attacks of ten men intertwined into an impenetrable killing net.

In an instant, the fierce clash of swords almost completely engulfed Ye Yang's figure.

But it was precisely in this seemingly certain annihilation siege that they were caught in the middle.

Ye Yang's figure was as swift as a fleeting shadow, incredibly light, and he easily withstood these attacks.

His spiritual sense spread out like an invisible net, and in an instant, he had captured every subtle movement and every fluctuation of Dao power of the ten people.

In particular, Ye Yang's blue Taoist robe fluttered in the strong wind, and with each fluttering movement, he managed to narrowly avoid all attacks.

Zhao Lie's longsword grazed the hem of Chen Hao's robe but missed, while Lin Yueyao's sword energy brushed past Chen Hao's hair.

The attacks from the others landed on the spot where he had just stood, creating deep cracks.

Despite the combined efforts of ten Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, they were unable to touch even the hem of his robe.

What's even more impressive are the two weapons in his hands.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword is entirely emerald green, with a vast and ever-flowing sword energy that strikes whenever an attack approaches a vital point.

The cyan sword light would then precisely block the attack, the blade tracing perfect arcs in mid-air, completely deflecting the fierce offensive.

The Evil King Blade was as black as ink, its chilling blade energy condensed but not unleashed. Sometimes it would unleash a blade of light to force back close-range cultivators, and sometimes it would lightly tap the opponent's weapon with the back of the blade, using the opponent's force to disrupt their rhythm.

The two top-grade Dao artifacts worked together seamlessly in his hands, creating an impenetrable defense.

Like an impregnable fortress, the counterattack is subtle and to the point, without harming the opponent's core.

It can also force the opponent to retreat at just the right time, and always keep the battle firmly in its own hands.

"My God! That's absolutely incredible!"

A young disciple below the stage gripped his wooden sword tightly, his eyes wide open, his voice filled with disbelief and shock.

"Ten Nascent Soul Realm cultivators! Those are beings who can roam freely in a region, yet their combined attack couldn't even touch the hem of Dao Ancestor Ye's robe!"

"Spiritual perception is terrifying!"

The disciples beside him frantically recorded the information on jade slips while exclaiming in surprise.
"Blindfolded! If it were me, I would panic even if I stood still, let alone deal with the attack. But Ye Daozu is as if he has his eyes open, and he can even see more clearly than us!"

Exclamations of amazement rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire training ground.

The disciples all took out their jade slips, afraid of missing any detail.

The rustling sound of the pen tip gliding across the jade slip was as dense as raindrops, and everyone's face was filled with shock and admiration.

Those cultivators who had previously harbored some doubts about Ye Yang's reputation were now completely speechless, filled only with utter admiration.

Several elderly cultivators at the Refinement of Void realm in the audience could no longer remain seated.

The white-haired elder, who had been holding a teacup, had already put it aside. His hand, which was stroking his beard, trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of amazement.

"A master of both swords and sabers, truly deserving of the title! I have lived for over three hundred years and have seen countless geniuses, but I have never seen such combat talent!"

"It's not just talent, but also amazing practical experience!"

An elderly monk in a purple robe beside him echoed in a deep voice.

“Look at his footwork, his offensive and defensive transitions, every step is just right, without any superfluous movements. This is something that cannot be learned by simply practicing behind closed doors.”

"It must be a true skill honed through countless life-and-death battles, a once-in-a-century talent, truly a once-in-a-century talent!"

Half an hour passed quietly amidst the fierce attack and the gasps of amazement from the audience.

The foreheads of the ten Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were already covered with sweat, their breathing became heavy, and the fluctuations of their spiritual energy became increasingly chaotic.

They attacked with all their might, expending a great deal of spiritual energy, and everyone's face was pale. Even so, they couldn't even touch a single hem of Ye Yang's clothes.

Zhao Lie was the first to give in, and the speed at which he swung his longsword slowed down.

Looking at Ye Yang, who remained calm and composed amidst the flashing swords, the last trace of resentment in his eyes completely vanished, leaving only utter admiration.

He abruptly sheathed his sword, took a half-step back, and bowed deeply to Ye Yang.

"Master Ye's divine power is unparalleled; we juniors are completely convinced!"

With Zhao Lie taking the lead, the other nine cultivators also stopped their attacks, retreating breathlessly, and respectfully bowed to Ye Yang, their voices tired but extremely sincere.

"We humbly admit defeat and are willing to listen to Master Ye's teachings!"

Ye Yang then stopped and removed the blindfold.

Sunlight shone on his angular face, and his deep eyes were calm and still, as if the half-hour siege had just taken no effect on him.

He strolled leisurely. His gaze slowly swept over the crowd, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"The way of combat is never just about the sharpness of weapons and the profundity of cultivation, but also about the perception of spiritual sense, the prediction of moves, and the adaptability in battle."

He paused, and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade in his hands trembled slightly, emitting a crisp hum, as if echoing his words.

"In the coming days, I will impart to you without reservation the methods to enhance spiritual perception, the techniques to predict enemy moves, and the strategies to find a way to survive when surrounded by multiple people."

"Now that the demons are approaching and a great battle is imminent, I hope that everyone can integrate what they have learned and apply it to the battlefield in the future."

"It will give us more power to protect ourselves and more power to defeat enemies, so as to protect our sect and this world."

The moment the words fell, the entire training ground erupted in a deafening roar!
Thunderous applause surged like a tidal wave, with cheers and exclamations mingling together.

It shot straight into the sky, even causing subtle ripples to appear on the protective array of Lingxiao City.

moment.

A deafening roar that shook the heavens suddenly resounded below.

Meanwhile, deep within the Star Sea Demon Realm.

On a massive mountain suspended in the black starry sky, several figures were watching everything at the Lingxiao City Martial Arts Arena through a blood-red water mirror.

In the blood-red water mirror, Ye Yang's figure, holding a sword and calmly dealing with the encirclement, was clearly visible.

Before the water mirror, an old man dressed in a black robe with a withered face slowly spoke, his voice as grating as the friction of metal.

"This master of both swords and sabers is a rare talent. His combat prowess has reached such a level. If he continues to grow, he will surely become a great threat to our clan in the future."

Beside the old man, a burly man covered in scales and with two horns on his head snorted coldly.

"He's just a cultivator at the Void Refinement Realm. So what if he's strong? Once the Netherworld Dao Ancestor leads his army to break through the spatial barrier, he will surely be torn to pieces!"

"Don't be careless."

Another woman, dressed in purple robes and with a sinister look in her eyes, spoke up. "It was because we underestimated the cultivators of the cultivation world that we failed at the last moment."

Before the blood-red water mirror, the withered fingers of the old man in black robes lightly tapped in the air, and the scene of Ye Yang breaking through the encirclement in the water mirror was instantly frozen.

"Able to fight ten opponents at the Refinement Void Realm and still improve while being taught, this kid's potential for growth is terrifying. Many years ago, we were defeated by such a 'genius,' and we must not repeat the same mistake now."

The burly man covered in scales retorted in a deep, booming voice.

"The Dao Ancestor of the Underworld has refined the origin of the three Demon Emperors and is now at the half-step Demon Emperor realm. He can tear space apart with a flick of his wrist."

"Even if Ye Yang is talented, he is nothing but an ant in the face of absolute strength."

"idiot!"

The woman in the purple robe had a sinister look in her eyes, and her tone was filled with undisguised sarcasm.

"What do you think allows human cultivators to contend with our race for thousands of years in the Star Sea? It's because of these endless geniuses! This boy not only has outstanding combat power, but also knows how to pass on his skills. If he teaches all the disciples of the Dao Alliance to be like this, when our race invades in the future, you will be facing a massive army of 'this person.' Can you stop him?"

The burly man's face flushed red, but he had no way to refute it.

The old man in black robes spoke slowly.

“Zi Ying is right. Pass on my order: have the Bone-Eating Demon Lord of Black Wind Gorge immediately lead three thousand demon riders to launch a surprise attack on the Dao Alliance’s supply transfer station.”

"Now that the Dao Alliance's Lingxiao City has been established, the Dao Alliance's defenses will inevitably be weak. This move can both cut off their logistics and test the Dao Alliance's reaction."

"In addition, let the Blood-Eyed Demon Master use the Blood Soul Technique to probe Ye Yang's cultivation level and find his weakness."

A ruthless glint flashed in the old man's eyes.

"If we can find a weakness, we will take advantage of his fatigue from teaching and send an assassination squad to infiltrate Lingxiao City. We must kill him before he reaches the growth stage!"

"What about the Dao Ancestor of the Underworld..."

One of the silent, blue-faced demon generals asked cautiously.

“The Dao Ancestor has important matters to attend to; there is no need to alarm him.”

The old man in black robes said in a deep voice.

"We only need to lay the groundwork beforehand. Once the spatial barrier cracks, that will be the time for our army to march in. At that time, we will not only take Lingxiao City, but also flatten the entire human star sea and refine all cultivators into our blood food!"

Several demonic figures bowed in unison to receive the order, their demonic energy surging as they transformed into wisps of black smoke and disappeared from the mountain peak.

The crimson water mirror slowly dimmed, leaving only the churning demonic clouds in the black starry sky, like a giant black net, slowly enveloping the human race's star sea.

Meanwhile, at the Lingxiao City martial arts arena, Ye Yang's instruction continues.

Since breaking through the encirclement while blindfolded, the disciples' enthusiasm for learning has soared. Every day before dawn, the training ground is already crowded with cultivators who come to learn.

Ye Yang started by teaching basic sword and saber techniques, and then moved on to methods for cultivating spiritual perception.

He explains every knowledge point in a clear and concise manner, and even personally demonstrates it. He also lets his disciples take turns to come up on stage to discuss and exchange ideas, and provides on-the-spot guidance and corrections.

On this day, Ye Yang was explaining the sword technique of "overcoming hardness with softness".

An inner disciple, wielding a long saber, sparred with another cultivator wielding a heavy sword, following the methods he had been taught.

No matter how the disciple tried, he could not deflect the powerful force of the heavy sword; instead, he was forced to retreat repeatedly.

"You used the wrong force."

Ye Yang stepped forward slowly, gently placing the Evil King Blade in his hand on the back of his disciple's blade.

"Using softness to overcome hardness doesn't mean simply giving in; rather, it means guiding the opponent's force and finding weaknesses in the gaps between their attacks. You see."

He slightly turned his wrist, and the Evil King Blade, carrying a soft, yin-like power, gently spun along the force of the heavy sword.

The cultivator wielding the heavy sword suddenly felt his strength vanish, and the sword veered off course, nearly slipping from his grasp.

Ye Yang continued.

"The blade must be pressed against the opponent's weapon to feel the flow of its power, and then follow the momentum to use the opponent's force against them."

The disciples suddenly understood and formed new teams to spar. The martial arts arena was filled with the glint of swords and the clash of blades, but it was less violent and more disciplined.

Standing on the high platform, Ye Yang's gaze swept over the crowd, and a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.

In the past, his swordsmanship was mostly learned in life-and-death battles, emphasizing speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness in order to defeat the enemy in the shortest amount of time.

But now, when teaching his disciples, he has to break down and organize his insights and explain them in the simplest language.

During this process, many previously blurry details gradually became clear.

For example, when explaining the majestic sword energy of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, he needs to repeatedly ponder the principles of condensation and release of sword energy, which makes his control over sword intent more precise.

When instructing his disciples on how to deal with multiple attacks, he put himself in their shoes to consider their weaknesses and countermeasures, which actually improved his own ability to adapt to combat situations.

"I see."

“Teaching others how to fish is also a way to improve oneself. In the past, I only knew how to kill enemies, but I never calmed down to sort out what I had learned. Now, by teaching others, I have made up for my shortcomings.”

He raised his hand and swung the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, and a wisp of azure sword energy shot out lightly, landing on a distant boulder.

Unlike before, this sword energy did not split the boulder in two, but instead left a sword mark of even depth on the surface of the stone. The sword energy penetrated three inches into the stone, but did not damage the foundation of the boulder.

"The control over sword intent is now much more effortless than before."

A hint of joy flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

In the past, his sword energy was domineering and fierce, and although it was extremely powerful, it was difficult to control the force precisely.

After these few days of instruction, his control over spiritual power and sword intent has reached a new level.

In the following days, Ye Yang taught his disciples while also reflecting on and improving his teaching methods.

He found that his disciples' questions often brought him new insights.

A disciple asked him how to continue fighting when his weapon was damaged, which made him realize the principle of "no weapon is better than a weapon".

A disciple asked him how to deal with attacks from both swords and sabers at the same time, which gave him a new idea for the combined sword and saber technique.

On the seventh day, when Ye Yang was explaining the art of combining swords and sabers, he simply invited Zhao Lie and Lin Yueyao to come on stage to cooperate.

He wielded two weapons and practiced with the two men, breaking down their moves and explaining their coordination techniques.

"The combination of swords and blades is not simply about drawing swords together, but about achieving a shared understanding and complementary offense and defense."

Ye Yang's Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword blocked Zhao Lie's longsword, while the Evil King Blade simultaneously deflected Lin Yueyao's sword energy. He moved between the two with ease and composure.

"The sword is for defense, the saber is for offense. The sword paves the way for the saber, and the saber protects the sword, so that they can exert their greatest power."

Before he finished speaking, he unleashed the power of both weapons simultaneously, the cyan sword light and black blade energy intertwining to form a cyan-black light curtain, instantly forcing Zhao Lie and Lin Yueyao back.

The two were deeply shocked; they could clearly feel it.

Ye Yang's sword and saber power was more refined and stronger than it had been a few days ago. (End of Chapter)