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

A fleeting glimpse of light.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yang's figure landed lightly on the plaza of the Weapon Refining Peak, like an autumn leaf.

A gentle breeze swept across the mountaintop, ruffling the edges of his dark Taoist robe, while the faint spiritual aura surrounding him instantly diminished the surrounding noise.

Yan Qingying wore a bright red robe, the fiery red weapon-forging garment clinging to her body, which made her skin appear even whiter than snow.

At this moment, she was gripping a long sword tightly in her hand.

The sword was long and narrow like autumn water, its entire body gleaming with a cold, dark silver luster, and faint blood-red patterns flowing like living things along its spine.

It sometimes contracts and sometimes expands, yet it possesses a soaring spirit, which is the source of the domineering sword energy that just shot straight into the sky and tore through the clouds.

"This sword!"

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Senior Brother Ye!"

Upon seeing Ye Yang arrive, Yan Qingying also became anxious, and a bright smile instantly bloomed on her face, while the solemnity she had been maintaining while focusing on refining the weapon faded considerably.

As she moved, the longsword in her hand swayed slightly with her movements, emitting a soft and crisp hum, like a snake flicking its tongue.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding elders and disciples automatically made way for the sword, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at it.

"Junior Sister Qingying, was that domineering and fierce sword energy just now caused by this sword?"

"Exactly!" Yan Qingying excitedly handed the longsword to Ye Yang with both hands, her tone also showing a hint of surprise.

"Senior brother, please look. The main material of this sword is the Abyss Black Iron, which I obtained some time ago when I went deep into the core area of ​​the Black Iron Plains, went through three dangerous places, and killed two giant Black Iron beasts at the Nascent Soul Dao Realm!"

"In addition, I sought out three thousand years of fire marrow to temper its rigidity and used nine heavens' cold crystals to neutralize its dryness. It took a full forty-nine days and nights of nourishing it with my own true qi before I finally obtained this sword!"

She gently traced the blood-red patterns on the sword's spine with her fingertips, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"I named it 'Azure Fire'!"

Ye Yang reached out and took the sword. As soon as he touched it, he felt a sharp force. Moreover, the sword was quite heavy, seemingly several times heavier than other swords of the same level, which was obviously due to the characteristics of the Abyss Black Iron.

He gently stroked the sword with his fingertips, and under the delicate touch, he could clearly feel the immense energy contained within it.

The fierceness of the black iron, the heat of the fire marrow, and the coldness of the icy crystal intertwined like three rushing streams, yet they could not be completely merged, with subtle barriers still separating them.

"It is indeed an extraordinary item."

Ye Yang nodded slowly.

"The Abyss Iron is a rare treasure, containing immense power from the depths of the earth. It is already difficult to extract it from the core of the Abyss Iron Plains. For you to be able to forge it into a sword is truly your destiny."

"only……"

After speaking, Ye Yang paused, then gathered a wisp of pale golden Dao power at his fingertips and gently touched the sword blade like a strand of hair.

"Although this sword is complete, it is like a rough jade covered in dust. Look here."

After he finished speaking, he ran his fingertip along a barely noticeable spot on the blade.

"The energy of the Fire Marrow and the Frost Crystal clash slightly here, causing the sword power to flow poorly and preventing the absorbed power from being transformed into sharpness."

"It lacked a true tempering and sharpening, and failed to unleash its true, heaven-defying power."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingying's smile faltered slightly, then she revealed a look of sudden realization.

“Senior brother is absolutely right! I also feel that this sword still has some power left, but no matter what kind of flame I use to burn it or what kind of diamond I use to polish it, I cannot fully bring out its sharpness. Instead, I almost damaged the blade.”

"I wonder if my senior brother could help sharpen this sword?"

"This sword is newly forged and its power is still insufficient. Well then, I will lend my junior sister a hand today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yang flipped his left hand, and a burst of azure light suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword gleaming with a blue light appeared out of thin air.

The sword was adorned with a lifelike phantom of a blue dragon, its whiskers fluttering and its eyes gleaming brightly—it was the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

Immediately afterwards, he moved his right hand again, and a curved blade appeared, exuding a chilling aura. Dark red bloodstains were faintly flowing on the blade; it was the Evil King Blade.

As soon as the two treasures appeared, the air in the entire Refining Peak seemed to freeze. An invisible pressure descended like a mountain, causing many elders and disciples to retreat.

"open!"

Ye Yang gave a low shout, his voice not loud, but it carried a power that pierced people's hearts.

Immediately afterwards, a condensed, almost tangible azure dragon sword energy shot out from the sword tip and slashed towards the Azure Fire Sword.

At the same time, he activated the Evil King Blade with his right hand, and the black mist surged like waves. The baleful aura on the blade condensed into a jet-black stream of air, which slithered into the Azure Fire Sword like a serpent.

Gradually, the blade of the Azure Fire Sword suddenly trembled violently, emitting a roar like a dragon's cry, the sound growing louder and louder.

The sharp power of the Azure Dragon Sword Qi continuously removes impurities from the sword, while the malevolent energy of the Evil King Blade continuously refines the sword's sharpness.

Soon, the power of this magical artifact rapidly increased, even faintly approaching the level of a half-Dao artifact.

The surrounding air was torn apart by the sword energy, forming tiny spatial cracks. Yan Qingying stared intently at the Azure Fire Sword, her eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

A moment later, Ye Yang slowly withdrew his hands, the light of his primordial spirit between his brows gradually receded, and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade transformed into two streams of light, merging back into his body.

The power of the Dao slowly dissipated, and the oppressive aura on the Refining Peak also disappeared, leaving only the Azure Fire Sword floating in the void.

The Azure Fire Sword was no longer as heavy and sluggish as before.

The sword's blade shimmered with light, its dark silver and blood-red hues intertwining and flowing, while the edge gleamed with a faint bluish-black light, revealing its sharp edge.

With just a casual shake, sharp sword energy shot out in all directions, carving fine cracks into the ground and emanating a chilling aura.

Yan Qingying eagerly stepped forward and took the Azure Fire Sword with both hands.

As soon as she got her hands on it, she felt a smoothness completely different from before. The energy within the sword was perfectly integrated, as if it were her own arm or fingers, and she could unleash its immense power with every move.

A thought struck her, and she wielded the Azure Fire Sword, slashing at a massive boulder of black iron weighing tens of thousands of pounds beside her.

The sword light flashed by, like a blood-red lightning bolt slicing through the sky, and the black iron boulder snapped in two with a smooth, clean cut, without any obstruction.

Even more astonishingly, after the Azure Fire Sword cut through the Black Iron, the sword absorbed a small amount of the Black Iron's essence, making its blood color even more intense.

"What a sharp sword."

Yan Qingying was overjoyed and bowed deeply to Ye Yang.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother! If it weren't for the power of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade that you used to sharpen this sword, it would probably have remained a half-finished product forever."

Ye Yang smiled faintly and gestured for her to stand up.

"No need for formalities. This sword already possesses extraordinary potential; I'm merely going with the flow. Once it fully matures, it might just become a great help on your cultivation path."

After doing all this, Ye Yang's spiritual energy subsided, and he transformed into a streak of light, sweeping across the clouds and mountains of the Flying Heaven Gate, and landing directly in the cave in the back mountain.

Upon entering the cave, a dense, almost liquefied, spiritual energy rushed towards you.

Dozens of warm jade beads are inlaid on the inner walls of the cave, and their soft light illuminates the entire space.

Ye Yang walked straight to the center of the Spirit Gathering Array, sat cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.

The vast aura of the late-stage Refinement Realm flowed slowly within his body, like a silent river or sea, seemingly still yet containing the power to destroy the world.

Although his current cultivation level has reached the ceiling of the Void Refining Realm, he is still one step away from the Tribulation Realm.

To reach the Tribulation Realm, one must draw upon the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens to temper the physical body and primordial spirit, washing away the shackles of mortal existence in order to establish an immortal foundation.

Throughout history, countless powerful cultivators who have reached the Void Refinement stage have perished at this step, or been struck by heavenly lightning and had their souls scattered.

Those whose foundations may be shattered by the pressure of Heaven's will, and those who can successfully break through, are all chosen ones of Heaven, and must be fully prepared.

Ye Yang's consciousness sank into his sea of ​​knowledge, sorting out his plans for a breakthrough.

He rapidly circulated the Profound Origin Unity Technique, which he primarily cultivated, and the true qi within his dantian solidified into a tangible form. However, he was still quite far from breaking through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

"and"

Thinking of this, Ye Yang seemed to have remembered something, and tapped the table with his finger.

"Moreover, I have always started out with killing and killing. Although most of my evil energy has been refined by the Evil King Blade, there are still some remnants. If they are triggered by heavenly lightning during my tribulation, there may be unforeseen circumstances."

Ye Yang thought to himself, then lightly tapped the ground with his fingertips.

"I'm afraid I need to first use the Heart-Cleansing Pill to stabilize my Dao Heart, and then find a Nine Heavens Thunder Crystal to get used to the power of heavenly thunder in advance."

"Furthermore, if one truly reaches the moment of breakthrough, the place for tribulation must be chosen in the far north Thunder Swamp, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, and there are natural restrictions that can resist some of the thunder's power."

At this moment, the rich spiritual energy surged into his body like a tide, flowing along his meridians into his dantian, constantly compressing and condensing, slowly pushing towards the threshold of the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

The air inside the cave grew increasingly heavy.

Just then, an old and majestic voice suddenly came from the sky, like a thunderclap, piercing through the restrictions of the Hidden Dragon Cave.

"Flying Heaven Sect Master Ye, proceed immediately to the Dao Alliance Council Hall for a meeting! This matter concerns the safety of the Eastern Region and must not be delayed!"

The voice contained immense power of the Heavenly Dao, and was extremely majestic.

Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them. The next moment, he slowly stood up, his true energy rapidly receding. He looked at the sky outside the cave, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Practice should be put aside for now. The Dao Alliance's urgent summons may be for something important."

With that thought in mind, Ye Yang transformed into a streak of light and quickly arrived at Lingxiao City of the Dao Alliance.

Outside the mountain gate, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in the Dao Alliance's standard blue robe was already waiting.

"Upon meeting Daozu Ye, the elders have been waiting for a long time in the council hall of Kunlun's main peak. Please follow me."

Ye Yang nodded slightly and said calmly, "Thank you for leading the way, fellow Daoist."

The middle-aged cultivator dared not delay and immediately summoned a flying boat, inviting Ye Yang to board.

The flying boat transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky, piercing through the clouds, and speeding towards the depths of the mountains. (End of Chapter)