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

Chapter 1280 One Man Suppresses Mountains and Rivers, Dao Ancestor Knocks on Thunder Tribulation
Several beams of spiritual light, in shades of red, yellowish-brown, and brown, intertwined, causing the entire valley to churn violently.

"rise!"

Master Xiaotian shouted, and a thick, earthen-yellow treasure mirror appeared in front of him.

The mirror surface was covered with ferocious earth dragon patterns, exuding a majestic aura that suppressed mountains and rivers.

It is the sect's most treasured artifact—the Mountain-Suppressing Dragon Mirror.

"Who dares to run wild in my Earth Dragon Sect!"

The man in the brown robe on the left, Master Qingfeng, snorted coldly, changed his hand seals, and summoned a pale blue Gale Bead.

As the bead spun slightly, countless gusts of wind transformed into a soaring vortex, piercing straight into the lightning with a howling sound.

However, just as their attack was about to touch the light purple aura of lightning surrounding Ye Yang.

The five people froze in unison.

The first to notice something was wrong was Master Xiaotian.

He was closest to Ye Yang and was the first to sense the terrifying power contained in the pale purple lightning.

That was no ordinary lightning power; it contained a destructive will that transcended all things.

He discovered that amidst the lightning, the magical power within his body, which had been surging like a vast ocean, began to tremble uncontrollably.

The spiritual light on the Zhenyue Dragon Mirror dimmed somewhat, as if it had encountered its nemesis.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

Master Xiaotian's expression changed drastically. His stern questioning had vanished, replaced by undisguised horror.

He has lived for nearly a thousand years, seen countless powerful cultivators, and experienced all kinds of terrifying power.

Even when the demons attacked, I had never felt such a tremor from the depths of my soul.

The pale purple halo of lightning seemed weak, but it was like a bottomless abyss; once you stepped into it, you would be doomed.

The feelings of the others were similar.

"Impossible! My Thousand-Year Gale Bead... it's just gone like that?"

Master Qingfeng exclaimed in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

That was his natal magic weapon, which he had spent a hundred years refining.

Now, he was completely annihilated without even breaking through the opponent's defenses. How could he accept this?

The five people looked at each other, and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

In an instant, a name came to mind, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

"That figure in the lightning looks familiar. Could it be Dao Ancestor Ye?"

"What? Didn't he disappear?"

"Damn it! How could he be here!"

……

The group looked at each other, their eyes filled with terror.

This master of both swords and sabers earned his reputation on the back of countless corpses.

Even though they were all top-tier cultivators in the True Person realm, they were nothing more than ants in front of Ye Yang.

"Everyone, there's something wrong with Dao Ancestor Ye's condition. If he were at his peak, we would naturally be no match for him, but if we join forces now, we might still have a glimmer of hope!"

Master Xiaotian gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He clapped his hands together, his magical power burning wildly within him, and his entire body transformed into a streak of crimson light, rushing towards Ye Yang.

At the same time, the other four real people also unleashed their respective killing moves.

Someone drew an ancient bronze sword, its blade shimmering with runes and radiating a sharp killing intent.

Someone activated a pitch-black shield, its surface engraved with hideous demons, emitting bursts of ghostly wails and howls.

Others made hand seals, summoning dozens of bolts of lightning that descended from the sky and struck Ye Yang.

The combined power of five powerful cultivators was enough to level a mountain.

However, Ye Yang merely raised his eyelids slightly.

He didn't even raise his hand.

The lightning aura around his body trembled slightly.

"puff!"

The Xiaotian Zhenren, who was at the forefront, suddenly stopped.

He looked down, staring incredulously at his chest.

There, at some unknown time, a thin, hair-like purple lightning bolt had pierced through.

There was no fresh blood at the wound, only charcoal black scorch marks.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he could no longer make a sound.

The next moment, his body began to crack rapidly from the wound, turning into countless fragments that dissipated in the wind.

Even its own Dharma form could not escape.

The attacks from the other four elders also dissipated when they touched a three-foot radius around Ye Yang.

The ancient bronze sword turned into a wisp of green smoke.

The black shield, along with the evil spirits on it, was annihilated.

Before those dozens of bolts of lightning could even strike, they were swallowed up by the purple lightning surrounding Ye Yang.

"This...this is impossible..."

The elder murmured, his eyes filled with despair.

They found themselves killed before they could even touch the hem of Ye Daozu's robe.

This is no battle; it's a one-sided massacre.

No, it didn't even qualify as a massacre.

Because the figure didn't move an inch from beginning to end.

He simply stood there, and the lightning around him erased everything.

"escape!"

Someone shouted, and the remaining four turned and ran.

They unleashed their fastest speed ever, transforming into four streaks of light that shot off in four different directions.

However, Ye Yang only slightly raised his hand.

In the void, four purple lightning bolts appeared out of thin air and pierced precisely between the eyebrows of the four elders.

The four figures froze in mid-air, then turned into ashes and vanished into the world.

From the moment the five elders of the Earth Dragon Sect made their move until they all perished, it took only three breaths.

Ye Yang withdrew his hand and continued walking forward.

His steps remained neither fast nor slow, each step he took conveying the essence of the universe.

Everything around him vanished the moment he approached.

The rocks have vanished. The trees have vanished.

The building has disappeared.

Those disciples of the Earth Dragon Sect didn't even have a chance to escape before they were completely wiped out of this world along with the sect.

They didn't even have time to scream.

Ye Yang walked on step by step, with nothing but emptiness behind him.

It was as if nothing had ever existed there.

The enormous gate of the Earth Dragon Sect vanished completely in the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

There were no ruins, no bodies, nothing was left.

It's as if these people never existed in this world.

Ye Yang did not stop and continued walking into the distance.

His divine sense spread out, sensing every fluctuation between heaven and earth.

First step, second step, keep walking forward.

The earth beneath my feet is incredibly weathered, its age unknown.

The sky above, on the other hand, is constantly changing.

He could clearly feel that his connection with heaven and earth was becoming closer and closer.

Meanwhile, the primordial spirit power within the body was also flowing in a mysterious rhythm.

This is a sign of a breakthrough.

He knew that he was only one step away from reaching the Tribulation Realm.

And the other side.

The news of the Earth Dragon Sect's annihilation in the desolate region spread throughout the entire Star Sea Realm at an incredible speed.

At first, no one believed it.

The Earth Dragon Sect is one of the top sects in the Star Sea Realm, with profound foundations and numerous experts.

How could it have been destroyed overnight?
However, when a cultivator personally went to the Earth Dragon Sect's mountain gate to investigate, everyone was shocked.

There is nothing there.

It wasn't razed to the ground, but completely disappeared.

There is no trace of any building that ever existed on the ground.

It was as if that area was just an empty space.

"This... what kind of method is this?"

A rogue cultivator who came to investigate murmured, his voice filled with fear.

"The only ones capable of achieving this level are probably cultivators at the Void Refinement Realm or higher..."

The other monk didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood what he meant.

In the cultivation world, cultivators at the Refinement of Emptiness or higher realms are extremely rare.

It can be said that each of them has a name and a surname.

No matter who it is, they can easily kill several top-tier cultivators with a single move.

Such a large-scale operation could not have been carried out by an unknown person.

And this place is not far from the Flying Gate.

The most likely way to take action.

Only Ye Daozu, who disappeared for several years, possessed such terrifying strength.

When the news reached the major sects, the entire Star Sea Realm was thrown into panic.

In the past few days, the forces that once coveted the Flying Heaven Gate have all fallen silent.

Are you kidding me? Even a sect of the Earth Dragon Sect's caliber can be wiped out in an instant, what are they?
Inside the Flying Gate, however, there was a scene of jubilation.

"The Dao Ancestor has returned!"

"The Dao Ancestor did not pass away peacefully after all!"

"Our Flying Heaven Sect is saved!"

Countless disciples were moved to tears.

Over the years, they have lived a rather frustrating life under the suppression of various forces.

Inside the main hall of the Flying Heaven Gate, Gu Xuan stood in front of a huge water mirror.

Looking at Ye Yang's reflection in the mirror, a complex expression flashed in her eyes.

"Our Flying Heaven Sect is about to undergo changes."

He spoke softly, his voice filled with awe, as he cautiously looked at his reflection in the mirror.

Ye Yang in the mirror was still walking slowly forward.

His steps never stopped, and the lightning around him grew increasingly violent.

Gu Xuan could clearly feel the terrifying pressure, which made his heart pound even through the water mirror.

"This is going to..."

He suddenly understood something, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Comprehend the universe, break through the tribulation of lightning!"

Meanwhile, the leaders of other major powers were also observing the movements of that figure in the desolate region through various means.

They were shocked to discover.

With each step that figure took, everything around it would vanish into nothingness.

But his aura was steadily rising.

"He's using the power of heaven and earth to break through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm!"

An ancestor-level figure exclaimed in surprise.

Somewhere in the wilderness, Ye Yang stopped.

He looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds gathered overhead, and thunder rumbled within them.

An invisible pressure seemed to descend upon the world, making it hard for people to breathe.

This is a celestial tribulation.

The tribulation of the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

Ye Yang took a deep breath, a determined glint in his eyes.

"bring it on."

he whispered.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a bucket, crashed down from the sky.

(End of this chapter)