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

"The disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect mostly cultivate the Yang Fire element, so this extremely cold land is not very useful to them, and mining it would be much less efficient. It would be better to allocate this land to my Ice Plains Snow Demon Clan."

He paused for a moment, then threw out his chips.

"Our clan will establish a stronghold here to permanently guard the frontier of the wilderness. From now on, this place will become the most solid barrier for the Flying Gate. Any villain who wants to covet the wilderness from this direction will have to ask my entire Snow Demon clan first."

That's a well-said statement.

It was called a request, but it was actually a transaction.

With the combined strength of the entire clan, they exchanged a place to live.

Ye Yang looked down at the sleeping ice dragon below, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"Good suggestion."

He spoke calmly.

"Take this place if you want it."

Xuefeng Daozu was taken aback. He had prepared a whole host of arguments and conditions, but he did not expect Ye Yang to agree so readily.

But Ye Yang's next words made him stiffen.

"However, my territory does not support idlers, much less useless people."

Ye Yang shifted his gaze from him to the depths of the icy lake.

"This ice dragon, and everything else on this ice plain, must be cleared away. Does your Snow Demon clan have the ability to do that?"

These are Ye Yang's conditions.

The land can be given to you, but you must earn it and protect it through your own abilities.

If you take it down, you'll become an ally and shield recognized by the Flying Heaven Sect.

If you can't win, you're a useless piece of trash, not even qualified to negotiate.

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng instantly understood Ye Yang's meaning.

Instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good! Fellow Daoist Ye, you speak your mind!"

Amidst the laughter, a terrifying aura belonging to the peak of the Nascent Soul Dao Realm suddenly erupted, stirring up the winds and clouds for thousands of miles.

"You lowly beast, how dare you be so insolent before me!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a white lightning bolt and rushed straight towards the frozen lake.

"Roar--!"

The ancient ice dragon at the bottom of the lake was awakened by this powerful aura and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The entire frozen canyon shook violently, and countless glaciers collapsed.

The surface of the enormous frozen lake exploded instantly, and a blue dragon head larger than a mountain suddenly emerged from the water, its scarlet eyes fixed on the charging Xuefeng Daozu.

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng hovered in mid-air, his white robes fluttering in the wind. Facing this ancient ferocious beast, he remained calm and simply extended a finger.

On my fingertips, a crystal-clear snowflake slowly condenses.

The snowflakes were only the size of a palm, yet they seemed to contain the most extreme cold in the world.

"fall."

He uttered a single word.

The snowflake drifted down, seemingly slowly, yet it instantly pierced through the distance of space and imprinted itself on the ice dragon's brow.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any devastating force.

The ice dragon's enormous body, along with the towering waves it stirred up, came to a complete stop at that moment.

A layer of extremely black ice, starting from the snowflake mark between its brows, quickly spread throughout its entire body.

In the blink of an eye, this mighty ancient ice dragon was transformed into a lifelike giant ice sculpture, even the savage and resentful expression in its eyes was perfectly frozen.

One finger, kill instantly.

Ye Yang stood atop the mountain, watching this scene quietly, his eyes utterly unmoved.

Xue Feng's strength was within his expectations.

Dao Ancestor Xuefeng landed on the head of the ice dragon, without even glancing at the spoils of war at his feet.

He spread his arms, and a surge of powerful demonic energy erupted like a tsunami, pouring into the entire frozen canyon.

"In my name, I command Heaven and Earth!"

"Ice and snow, you are my subjects!"

His solemn voice echoed between heaven and earth. In an instant, the entire icy plain came alive.

Glaciers began to move and recombine, forming towering walls and magnificent palaces according to his will.

The ice dragon's corpse beneath his feet, refined by demonic power, transformed into the purest ice spirit essence, merging into the depths of the earth and becoming the core of the spiritual vein of this new home.

Half an hour later, the Frozen Canyon had completely changed its appearance.

The majestic ice palace rises from the ground, its walls crystal clear yet indestructible, and the entire city radiates a deep blue glow.

Standing atop the Ice Palace, Dao Ancestor Xuefeng gazed at the surging malevolent energy in the distance and nodded in satisfaction.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this place is now secure. The Snow Demon Clan will move in within three days. From now on, I will guard this desolate northern border."

Ye Yang didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly to him before his figure transformed into golden light and disappeared into the horizon.

As Xuefeng Daozu watched Ye Yang leave, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He won.

They traded the future of the Snow Demon clan for a new lease on life.

But who actually benefited from this deal remains to be seen, depending on how things develop.

Meanwhile, on a low hill on the outskirts of the wilderness, a bloody battle was reaching its climax.

"You beast! Get out of here!"

Wang Dehai cleaved open the claws of a Shadow Fang Wolf with his sword. The recoil caused his blood to surge, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was torn open, with blood flowing down the hilt.

Behind him were his only remaining seven members of the royal family.

They formed a simple circular formation, protecting a pale-faced young cultivator who was making hand seals to set up the formation in the center.

In the center of the formation, a small array flag was planted on the ground, emitting a faint spiritual light, and a faint spiritual energy was slowly seeping out from the ground.

For this newly discovered low-grade first-order spiritual vein, the Wang family has already lost three members.

"Dad! To the right!"

With a roar, Wang Dehai's son, Wang Tieniu, wielding a thick-backed broadsword, charged out and cleaved a Shadow Fang Wolf that was attempting to ambush him in half at the waist.

The foul-smelling wolf blood splattered all over his face, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he licked his lips, his eyes filled with excitement and violence.

"Hold the formation! Iron Bull, come back!"

Wang Dehai shouted sternly.

This desolate land is filled with malevolent energy; once injured, it is extremely difficult to heal. To rush in and fight recklessly is tantamount to courting death.

But Wang Tieniu was blinded by rage and wouldn't listen to reason.

"Father, don't worry! These few wolf cubs aren't enough for me to kill! Once I've slaughtered them all, this place will belong to the Wang family!"

Before he finished speaking, three larger Shadow Fang Wolves pounced out of the shadows, forming a triangular shape to surround Wang Tieniu.

"Oh no! It's the wolf king!"

Wang Dehai's expression changed drastically.

Wang Tieniu's smile froze on his face. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly strayed too far from the group.

A chilling killing intent locked onto him; he could even smell the bloody stench emanating from the wolf king's mouth.

"It's over."

Wang Tieniu's mind went blank.

Just then, an earthen-yellow talisman flew from behind and stuck to his body.

A thick layer of rock armor instantly covered him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three-headed wolf king slammed its claws into the rock armor, producing a dull thud.

Wang Tieniu was jolted backward by the immense force. Although he was not injured, he was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

"What are you standing there for! Get back here!"

Wang Dehai's voice was like thunder, exploding in his ears.

Wang Tieniu was jolted awake and scrambled back into the formation, his face ashen.

Wang Dehai didn't even glance at him, but stared intently at the wolf pack not far away.

The three-headed wolf king did not continue the pursuit, but merely stared at them with its eerie green eyes, filled with apprehension. (End of Chapter)