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

"Pfft!"

The moment the cyan sword light pierced through the Black Scale Demon Lord's brow, the world seemed to be muted.

The originally surging, inky demonic energy instantly lost its support and receded like a tide.

Even the thick, dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate rapidly, revealing the afterglow of the setting sun that had been obscured for so long.

With a single sword strike, heaven and earth trembled, and all demons lay dormant.

The three ferocious beasts riding on the Demon Lord's back instantly dimmed their fierce eyes, and their massive bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The stench of blood and despair that had just permeated Green Bamboo Valley was completely swept away by the aftershocks of the sword light.

As he lay dying, the demon lord's eyes were filled with terror.

He couldn't understand until his death why he, a demon ancestor at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm, had no power to resist this sword light.

Countless streams of black demonic blood spilled from between his brows and dripped down his cheeks, but the moment they touched the ground, they were reduced to nothingness by the cyan sword light.

He then realized that the demonic energy within his body was collapsing like a flood, with not a single trace able to escape the sword light's embrace.

Then it was all purified into the purest spiritual energy in the world.

next second.

A figure in cyan descended as if shattering the void.

Ye Yang's footsteps landed lightly on the bluestone slabs in the center of the square, without stirring up a speck of dust.

He was dressed in a faded blue Taoist robe, with morning dew still clinging to the cuffs from the bamboo forest behind the Flying Heaven Sect, as if he had not traveled thousands of miles to slay demons, but had just finished an ordinary mountain retreat.

At this moment, Ye Yang had already concealed all the sharpness of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand.

The azure aura on the sword rose and fell slowly like breathing; if it weren't for the shocking sword light that had just been imprinted in everyone's minds...

No one could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary longsword possessed the power to kill the Void Refining Demon Ancestor with a single strike.

"It's...it's Ye Daozu, the 'Master of Both Sword and Saber'!"

A Flying Heaven Sect disciple was the first to react, his voice trembling with excitement, and he instinctively knelt down.

In the cultivation world, the name of this Daoist Master Ye has long been a symbol of the righteous path.

Witnessing him slay the Demon Ancestor with a single sword strike today filled everyone with an indescribable sense of awe.

Ye Yang ignored the commotion.

He merely fixed his gaze on the demon lord's corpse, his brows furrowing slightly.

The next moment, he raised his hand and gently grabbed at the void.

Immediately afterwards, a vast amount of magical power instantly transformed into an invisible hand, steadily lifting the Demon Lord's corpse from the beast's back and suspending it in mid-air.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he snapped his fingers, and the Evil King Blade flew out, still vibrating in the sky.

The moment the Evil King Blade appeared, the black aura surrounding it instantly became as docile as a deer upon contact with the air, losing all trace of its ferocity.

"Since you dare to invade my territory, you should be prepared to become a resource."

Ye Yang's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

With a slight flick of his fingertips, the Evil King Blade instantly transformed into a black streak of light, rapidly spinning around the Demon Lord's corpse.

Where the blade flashed, the Demon Lord's flesh and bones were precisely cut into countless tiny fragments, and the black demon blood condensed into beads in the air, yet remained completely untainted.

Instead, it was drawn by the evil aura of the Evil King Blade, flowing into the blade like a stream merging into the sea.

Everyone watched this scene with bated breath.

As demonic blood and demonic bones were incorporated into the blade, the Evil King Blade became increasingly black, and faint golden patterns gradually emerged from its originally pure malevolent aura.

Clearly, these are traces of the demonic energy within the body of the Refining Void Demon Lord being refined.

At this moment, after refining this Demon Lord, several clear patterns appeared on the Evil King Blade.

The appearance of each pattern made the aura of the Evil King Blade even stronger.

In just a few breaths.

The corpse of this demon lord was completely absorbed by the Evil King Blade, leaving not even a trace behind.

Then, with a soft "hum," the Evil King Blade flew back into Ye Yang's hand and was gently put into his storage bag.

There was dead silence in the square.

Everyone was so shocked by this method that they were speechless.

The once mighty Demon Ancestor, who was so powerful that he intimidated the world and left everyone helpless, was now like a lamb to the slaughter in Ye Yang's hands, killed with a single sword strike.

Even after death, the entire corpse became nourishment for the Dao artifact.

Seeing their master killed, the three ferocious beasts were about to let out a threatening roar, but the moment Ye Yang's gaze swept over them, they froze in place as if frozen in ice.

His limbs trembled violently, his massive body curled up, not daring to utter a single whimper, his eyes filled with extreme fear.

It felt that the powerful cultivator in front of it was more terrifying than any demon lord it had ever seen.

Ye Yang glanced at them, not focusing his attention on the three ferocious beasts. Instead, he turned his gaze to the place where the Demon Lord's primordial spirit had dissipated, and raised his hand to grab at the void once more.

Immediately afterwards, a black soul was forcibly pulled out of the void; it was the remnant soul of the Demon Lord.

The remnant soul tried to struggle and escape, but was trapped by the cyan Dao power condensed by Ye Yang, as if it were stuck in a swamp, with no possibility of moving even slightly.

"rise!"

Ye Yang's voice was indifferent as he slowly channeled a wisp of pure cyan Dao power from his fingertips into the remnant soul of the Demon Lord.

In an instant.

The remnant soul of the Demon Lord let out a mournful roar, its soul body twisting violently, and countless fragments of memory flooded into Ye Yang's mind like a tidal wave.

There are bloody scenes of him slaughtering cultivators in cities.

It features a particularly cruel scene of him devouring his fellow disciples to cultivate demonic arts. There's also a memory that made Ye Yang's expression change drastically.

In a demon palace built from thousands of skeletons, ten demons of the highest rank sat around a black demon altar.

On the altar was a black demonic orb that exuded a terrifying aura, surrounded by the phantoms of countless wronged souls.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang's expression changed drastically. His fingers tightened slightly, and his Dao power surged forth instantly. Under the crushing force of this power, the Demon Lord's remnant soul turned into a wisp of black smoke and completely dissipated.

His expression turned unusually serious.

No one expected that the Black Scale Demon Lord was just the vanguard, and that there were actually ten Void Refinement Realm Demon Generals and 100,000 Demon Soldiers hidden behind him.

Furthermore, three groups of demonic cultivators had already infiltrated this realm, making the crisis far more severe than he had initially anticipated.

Ye Yang looked up at the crowd, who were now kneeling in front of him.

He raised his hand, and a gentle cyan spiritual energy, like a spring breeze, swept over everyone, helping them to their feet.

"You are all cultivators who protect this world, there is no need for such a grand ceremony. Slaying demonic cultivators is simply our duty."

After he finished speaking, Ye Yang's gaze fell on Zhu Qingfeng.

Seeing that although he was seriously injured, his eyes remained firm, I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him.

Such resilience in the face of adversity is truly rare.

"Elder Zhu, your 'Green Bamboo Sword Technique' has a solid foundation, but unfortunately your sword meridians have been blocked for many years, and you have never been able to break through to the Dharma Aspect Realm."

Ye Yang spoke slowly, a wisp of pure cyan sword intent condensing at his fingertips, within which the faint phantom of a bamboo forest appeared.

"Today I will help you open your sword meridian, which will also add to the strength of protecting this world. Now concentrate your mind and circulate the 'Green Bamboo Heart Method'."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingfeng was first taken aback, then his eyes flashed with disbelief.

He has been stuck at the peak of the Heavenly Gang True Person realm for decades, and has failed countless times in his attempts to break through to the Dharma Aspect realm, simply because his natural talent is limited and he cannot make further progress in his cultivation.

At this moment, Ye Daozu said that he would help him open his sword meridian and improve his cultivation.

To be so highly regarded by a Dao Ancestor of the Void Refinement stage is a blessing earned over several lifetimes.

This kindness is even greater than the kindness of saving a life!

He quickly sat down cross-legged, enduring the excruciating pain, closed his eyes, and focused all his remaining spiritual energy on circulating within him.

Seeing this, Ye Yang gently tapped his fingertip with sword intent, which landed on Zhu Qingfeng's brow.

That wisp of sword intent, like a gentle stream, slowly flowed into Zhu Qingfeng's body, traveling along his meridians.

Wherever it passed, the previously blocked sword veins were gradually cleared, like soil nourished by spring rain.

Zhu Qingfeng felt his spiritual energy flow freely and unobstructed in an instant, and the stagnation that had accumulated in his meridians for many years completely disappeared.

"Green bamboo grows from heaven and earth, sword intent transforms into a vast forest."

The next moment, Ye Yang moved his fingertips with Dao power, and the "Green Bamboo Diagram" that Zhu Qingfeng carried with him automatically flew out of his bosom and slowly unfolded in the air.

The bamboo pattern on the map came to life under Ye Yang's spiritual power.

Countless green bamboo shadows flew out from the diagram, like birds returning to their nests, and all merged into Zhu Qingfeng's body.

At this moment, Zhu Qingfeng felt his internal magical power erupt like a volcano, and the sword intent in his meridians, guided by Ye Yang, quickly condensed into a green bamboo forest phantom.

With a long, triumphant roar, the illusory bamboo forest flew out of his body, expanding continuously in the sky above the square, eventually transforming into a ten-mile-wide bamboo forest.

Each bamboo stalk stands tall and straight like a sword, with a sharp sword intent swirling among its leaves. A gentle breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves rub against each other, making a "rustling" sound, like countless long swords humming at the same time.

Wherever the Dharma image passes.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged here, and even the last trace of demonic energy remaining in the air was completely purified.

"It's the Dharma Aspect Realm! Elder Zhu has truly broken through to the Dharma Aspect Realm!"

Gu Xuan stared in shock at the image of the green bamboo forest in the air.
In the cultivation world, the Dharma Aspect Realm is already a powerful realm. Zhu Qingfeng's bottleneck of many years was actually broken through by Ye Yang with a single finger. Such a method can only be called a miracle.

Zhu Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging magical power within his body. Looking at his own green bamboo forest Dharma image in the air, tears welled up uncontrollably once again.

He suddenly stood up and knelt down deeply in front of Ye Yang.

"I am deeply grateful to Dao Ancestor Ye! I have no way to repay his kindness! I will follow him for the rest of my life and protect every inch of this land. If I ever waver, may I be struck by lightning!"

Ye Yang nodded slightly as he looked at Zhu Qingfeng's determined expression.

He reached out and helped Zhu Qingfeng up, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, his tone solemn.

"Now is not the time for gratitude. The demon army is about to invade, and demonic cultivators have already infiltrated this realm. Sect Leader Gu, you must immediately lead the Flying Heaven Sect disciples back to the sect to strengthen the defenses, and at the same time send a message to the surrounding sects to prepare for battle."

"Elder Zhu, once you have fully recovered from your injuries, lead the disciples of Green Bamboo Valley to search the surrounding area. Make sure to find any trace of the lurking demonic cultivators and prevent them from having a chance to cause trouble."

"I will obey the Dao Ancestor's instructions!"

The group responded in unison, their eyes showing no further hesitation.

As the saying goes, it's good to have a big tree to lean on for shade.

With this Dao Ancestor in charge, they had the confidence to fight against even 100,000 demon soldiers.

Ye Yang said no more. With a flick of his body, he transformed into a streak of azure light and soared into the sky, speeding towards the Eastern Region.

A cyan aura streaked across the sky, as if erecting an invisible barrier for this world.

Su Muyao followed closely behind, the Purple Jade Sword in her hand radiating a dazzling purple light, transforming into a bolt of purple lightning that closely followed Ye Yang's figure, disappearing into the distant horizon.

In the square, the image of the ten-mile bamboo forest slowly dissipated. Zhu Qingfeng looked in the direction Ye Yang had left and took a deep breath.

He turned to look at Gu Xuan, his eyes filled with determination.

"Sect Leader Gu, we must act immediately! We must not betray Dao Ancestor Ye's trust!"

Gu Xuan nodded, turned around and said loudly.

"Everyone, listen to my command! Return to your sect immediately and reinforce your defenses! In this battle, we must safeguard the legacy of the Flying Heaven Sect." (End of Chapter)