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

And the other side.

Deep within the void, several figures hidden in the darkness were engaged in lively discussion.

As several divine thoughts intertwined and collided, a rustling sound was heard.

"The Flying Heaven Sect's move is ruthless; they use rogue cultivators as cannon fodder while reaping the benefits themselves."

"Heh, isn't this how sects always operate? It's just that this time the Flying Sky Sect's actions are too big. The Wilderness region is so vast, I wonder how many people the Flying Sky Sect has mobilized for such a large-scale operation today."

"I don't think so. That wild and desolate region is extremely dangerous. Of the ten of these rogue cultivators who go there, probably three won't come back. When that happens, the Flying Heaven Sect's prestige will be damaged, and we'll see how they handle it."

"That's not how it works. If we can successfully expand this area, it will also be a good thing for those cultivators at the lower levels."

"You're quite enlightened. Why don't you learn from the Flying Heaven Sect and share your sect's resources with those peasants?"

"you……"

The debate continues.

There seem to be quite a few powerful individuals hiding in the shadows.

Some came from other sects, while others were top figures among independent cultivators.

They were all hiding deep within, observing the Flying Heaven Gate's actions, while secretly calculating their own interests.

These people's spying could not be kept from Ye Yang.

Standing atop the Flying Gate, he seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head, pinpointing a specific location in the void.

Yan Qingying noticed his unusual behavior and was about to ask him something.

The next moment, Ye Yang suddenly waved his right hand.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade flew out of his body at the same time, the swords and blades rang out together, and the killing intent soared into the sky.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, a cyan-gold color, rang out like the roar of an azure dragon.

The Evil King Blade, on the other hand, was enveloped in billowing black mist, its blade aura chilling and piercing.

The two weapons resonated together, unleashing a terrifying killing intent that soared into the sky, scattering the surrounding clouds.

"Who are you, you scoundrel! How dare you spy on my Flying Heaven Gate?"

A voice, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded throughout the entire world.

Whether it was the disciples on Lingxiao Peak or the rogue cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain, they all heard it clearly and looked up at the peak.

"Fellow Daoists, you've gone too far!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Yang had already pointed his finger.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword transformed into a streak of azure light that tore through the heavens and earth, with the Evil King Blade following closely behind.

Two beams of light, one blue and one black, intertwined to form a sharp net, heading straight for a mountain peak.

"Oh no! We've been discovered!"

"They're from the Flying Heaven Sect! Let's get out of here!"

"It was Ye Daozu who made the move!"

Before the swords and blades arrived, the killing intent preceded them.

Those few divine thoughts hidden in the shadows instantly erupted into chaos, with panicked voices rang out.

One of the divine thoughts was filled with disbelief and terror.

"Impossible! I clearly applied a high-grade concealment talisman and activated the Concealing Spirit Technique. How could he possibly sense us? We're dozens of miles apart!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the azure sword light pierced through the void and appeared before them.

Several figures could no longer hide and were forced to appear from the void. They were all pale-faced and hurriedly activated their escape lights to flee.

At the very front was a gaunt old man, dressed in a gray robe, with high cheekbones. He was none other than Qian Wuji, a notorious rogue cultivator known as "Unscrupulous Money Maker".

This person is greedy and loves to plunder spirit stones and rare treasures. Hearing that the Flying Heaven Sect was going to expand into the wilderness, he deliberately hid here.

They wanted to see if they could take advantage of the chaos to make some money, but they never expected this.

Despite his cultivation level of mid-stage Yuan Shen Dao Realm, he was still instantly detected when he tried to spy on others from dozens of miles away using his divine sense.

"I am also at the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he is powerful, he couldn't possibly lock onto me so quickly..."

Before the shock in Qian Wuji's heart had subsided, a chill suddenly ran down his spine.

He turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints in fear.

The cyan longsword was already close at hand, its tip gleaming with a chilling light, and it was right in front of him.

"No!"

Qian Wuji shouted loudly, his hands forming hand seals, and three thick protective spiritual shields instantly appeared in front of him.

The first layer is a diamond shield that he spent a fortune to forge, and it is incredibly hard.

The second layer is a water-based spirit shield, which excels at deflecting force.

The third layer is the spiritual light shield formed by his natal spirit, which is the last line of defense.

However, the power of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword far exceeded his expectations.

"Bang! Crack! Boom!"

Three crisp sounds rang out in succession. The Vajra Shield shattered like glass, and the water-elemental spirit shield was directly pierced by the sword light, without even providing the slightest cushioning.

The primordial spirit shield shattered into countless fragments the instant the sword light touched it. The intense pain of his primordial spirit power dissipating caused Qian Wuji to groan and bleed from the corner of his mouth.

The sword light pierced Qian Wuji's chest without any hindrance, exiting from his back and bringing out a spray of hot blood.

"what!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky, and Qian Wuji froze in mid-air, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His cultivation at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm couldn't even withstand a single sword strike? How is that possible?

The next moment, another black blade of light, like the scythe of death, slashed from the side, so fast that he had no time to react.

With a "plop," Qian Wuji's body was split in two, and a faint primordial spirit was about to escape from the corpse.

It was instantly swallowed up by the blade's energy, without even a ripple.

A storage bag fell from the broken corpse. Just as it was about to fall, it was caught by the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, turned into a streak of azure light, and flew straight back into Ye Yang's hand.

The whole process was clean and efficient; from Ye Yang's attack to Qian Wuji's death, it was only a matter of a breath.

Seeing this, the other three figures dared not hesitate for a moment and desperately activated their escape techniques to flee.

One of the middle-aged cultivators, dressed in black, was the fastest. His body was enveloped in black light, and he disappeared dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to rejoice that he had escaped when a sharp whooshing sound came from behind him.

He suddenly turned his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

The Evil King Blade, carrying overwhelming demonic energy, had caught up to within ten feet of him. Countless tiny ghostly claws emerged from the black mist, reaching for his back.

"Master Ye! It's a misunderstanding! It really is a misunderstanding!"

The middle-aged cultivator screamed frantically, his voice trembling with tears. "This junior was merely passing by and had no intention of spying. Please, Dao Ancestor, spare my life!"

As he spoke, he summoned a bronze tower, which formed a huge defensive net in front of him.

But the Evil King Blade's blade aura was incredibly sharp.

The moment those magical artifacts came into contact with the black mist, they emitted a sizzling, corrosive sound, and their spiritual light quickly dimmed.

"Pfft!"

With a flash of light, the middle-aged cultivator's head flew high into the air, his face still bearing traces of terror and resentment.

There are two people left. One is Meng Kun, an elder of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, known as "Iron Hand Immortal".

The other is the deputy sect leader of the minor sect, Xuan Yin Sect, Master Jiu You.

"There's no escape! This killer's swords are too fast; there's no way to shake him off!"

Nine Nether True Man's voice trembled. His escape technique was originally unparalleled, but now, under the lock of the Evil King Blade, he only felt his whole body stiffen, and even his speed slowed down a bit.

"Fight!"

Meng Kun gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and pulled out a blood-red talisman from his pocket, slapping it onto his chest without hesitation.

"Today, we either fight our way out or we all perish together!"

"boom!"

The crimson talisman exploded, and Meng Kun's aura surged instantly. His blood and qi surged like waves, his speed increased by 30%, and the metallic luster of his hands intensified, with faint thunderous sounds emanating from them.

Seeing this, True Man Jiuyou hardened his heart and took out a black bone ring.

He crushed the bone ring, turning it into a thick plume of black smoke that enveloped him, making his figure erratic as he tried to evade the attack.

But Ye Yang stood atop Lingxiao Peak, merely raising his finger coldly, his expression unwavering.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade suddenly clashed in the air, their azure sword light and black blade energy intertwining to form a giant cross of light.

Wherever the light passed, the void was completely sealed off, blocking all escape routes for Meng Kun and Jiuyou Zhenren.

"Fellow Daoists, since you're here, why don't you stay?"

Ye Yang's voice was as cold as frost, devoid of any emotion.

"Trying to run? Have you asked the sword in my hand first?"

With a light tap of his fingertip, the cross-shaped light instantly contracted, the sword light was like a dragon, and the blade energy was like a tiger. Two terrifying attacks slashed at Meng Kun and Jiuyou Zhenren at the same time.

Meng Kun roared, clenched his fists, and unleashed a barrage of mountain-shaking fist shadows.

However, these fist shadows were as fragile as paper in the face of the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword's light, and were easily pierced by the sword light.

"Pfft"!
The sword light pierced his heart directly, and the terrifying sword intent emanating from the blade instantly shredded his internal organs and meridians.

The Nine Nether True Man was in slightly better condition. The black smoke from that bone ring was indeed quite effective, as it could distort the trajectory of attacks, allowing him to barely hold on for three breaths amidst the flashing blades.

But it was only for three breaths.

The Evil King Blade's blade energy forcefully broke through the black smoke's defense, and with a flash of black light, it directly cleaved him in two at the waist.

"what!"

The piercing screams echoed between heaven and earth before abruptly ceasing.

The upper and lower body of the Nine Nether Immortal separated and fell in different directions.
Four corpses fell from the sky one after another, crashing heavily at the foot of the mountain outside the Flying Gate with a dull thud.

Those rogue cultivators and cultivators from small families who had just arrived and were still discussing the matter stared in disbelief at the scene.

The discussion abruptly stopped, and the entire foot of the mountain fell into a deathly silence.

One of the rogue cultivators swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"This...this is the strength of the Flying Heaven Sect?"

"From dozens of miles away, he locked onto four Nascent Soul Dao Realm elders with a single sword and a single saber... This Dao Ancestor Ye's strength is terrifying!"

"Jin Qian Wufang is dead! He was a top figure among the rogue cultivators, a mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator! He couldn't even withstand a single sword strike..."

"Thank goodness, we only exchanged a few words, we didn't dare say anything bad about the Flying Heaven Sect, and we certainly didn't dare spy on them..."

Ye Yang sheathed his sword, and the two deadly weapons transformed into streams of light that merged into his body, gradually diminishing the murderous intent around him.

He swept across the void, and the voice rang out again.

"If you all want to watch the show, then go ahead. But if you have ulterior motives and try to pry into the secrets of the Flying Heaven Sect, then these four will suffer the same fate today."

"I, Ye, have never been one for idle talk. If this happens again, I will kill you without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the divine thoughts that had remained in the void from other observers vanished completely like a tide.

Clearly, all the powerful figures hidden in the shadows were intimidated by Ye Yang's tactic of making an example of them.

Yan Qingying walked to Ye Yang's side, looking at his expressionless profile, her heart filled with complex emotions.

This move by my senior brother was not only about killing, but also about establishing his authority.

From now on, I'm afraid everyone in the entire Star Sea Realm will have to avoid the Flying Heaven Gate.

"Senior brother, won't this cause dissatisfaction among other sects? After all, there are a few among these people..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang shook his head.

"These people gathering in groups clearly have no good intentions."

"They spied on the secrets of our Flying Heaven Sect first, so they deserved to die. If anyone dares to cause trouble, we won't hesitate to let them know the strength of the Flying Heaven Sect."

Yan Qingying nodded and said no more.

She knew that her senior brother was always decisive in his actions, and once he had taken action, he would never regret it.

On a distant mountain peak, Gu Xuan watched this scene, shook his head, and smiled.

"Ye Daozu's bloodlust is truly intense. I originally wanted to make a move to loosen up my muscles, but now it seems unnecessary."

Another elder beside him whispered.

"However, this measure is indeed effective. At least for the time being, no one will dare to openly spy anymore."

Gu Xuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the rogue cultivators and cultivators from small families.

After this massacre, these people felt even greater awe for the Flying Heaven Sect.

Reverence is often more useful than respect.

Ye Yang turned around and walked back to the main hall, casually tossing the storage bags to Yan Qingying.

"Take inventory and see what good stuff these people have brought."

"Yes, senior brother."

Yan Qingying took the storage bag, secretly marveling at its contents.

With that sword and saber strike, my senior brother not only killed someone but also made a small fortune. (End of Chapter)