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

A streak of blue light pierced the sky, carrying with it a resolute determination to perish together with the enemy.

The azure light surrounding Yan Qingying intensified, and the scorching aura emanating from her burning primordial spirit even caused ripples in the thunderclouds a hundred miles away.

"Senior Brother Ye, hold on a little longer!"

Yan Qingying roared, and the circulation of her primordial spirit power within her body instantly reached its peak.

The sword's cries, which had only recently been forged, grew increasingly rapid.

But just as she was about to activate her self-destruct technique when she was only ten feet away from the sea of ​​thunder, her figure suddenly froze.

Immediately, the resolute look in his eyes was replaced by an overwhelming sense of surprise.

"This is……"

Yan Qingying's pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively stopped in her tracks.

She clearly saw that amidst the sky full of lightning, a warm, soft glow had quietly appeared beside the previously dimmed light of the swords and blades.

This light was neither as domineering as the power of the Dao, nor as violent as the lightning tribulation.

Instead, a reassuring resilience was slowly enveloping Ye Yang.

She looked up and was shocked to realize that Ye Yang's condition had undergone a complete transformation.

Amidst the lightning, Ye Yang's pale and weak appearance had largely faded.

In particular, although the redness in his eyes had not faded, they had become clearer.

The originally chaotic and surging Dao power gradually stabilized in this life-or-death situation.

Amidst the sea of ​​lightning, Ye Yang was enduring an ordeal that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

The savage, malevolent energy brought by the repeated impacts of the Earth-Suppressing Dragon Nail invaded the meridians.

Just now, he suddenly realized that deep within that murderous aura, there was actually a trace of extremely difficult-to-detect, cold demonic energy.

This demonic energy was extremely insidious. Instead of directly confronting the power of the Dao, it quietly seeped in through the cracks in the Dao heart torn open by the lightning tribulation.

This exacerbated the disorder of the earth's veins beneath him, making it difficult for him to draw upon even a trace of spiritual energy.

On one hand, it transformed into countless ferocious demonic thoughts, roaring and churning in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Give up...

"You've done your best..."

Why struggle on like this...?

"Death is also a kind of liberation..."

"What great cause for the ages, what immortal cultivation, in the end it is nothing but an obsession. You should know that reading history for three thousand years is nothing but fame and fortune, and seeking enlightenment for nine thousand miles is nothing but poetry, wine and pastoral life."

"Trying to disrupt my Daoist resolve?"

Ye Yang clenched his teeth, the demonic thoughts in his mind like a bone-deep sore, constantly stirring up his past humiliations and pain, trying to make him completely sink into depravity.

Beset by internal and external troubles, his Dao power trembled more and more violently, as if it would completely collapse at any moment.

At that very moment, on the verge of collapse.

A gentle warmth suddenly rose slowly from the depths of his dantian.

That warmth was both familiar and strange, carrying the hustle and bustle of the city, the rich aroma of tea, and the prayers and hopes of countless ordinary people.

It was during his meditation at the Blackwood City teahouse that he inadvertently absorbed the power of the aspirations of all living beings and the warmth of human life.

At the time, he thought this power was too gentle and not sharp enough, so he simply sealed it deep in his dantian. He never expected it to become his lifeline.

The faint light spread along the meridians.

Wherever it passed, the chilling demonic energy was instantly melted away by most, and the demonic thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually weakened, like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

For a moment, Ye Yang was filled with illusions.

He seemed to see the Flying Heaven Gate being breached, the mountain gate stained with blood, and his fellow disciples dying tragically.

He saw that Gu Xuan and Yan Qingying had sacrificed themselves to save him.

Seeing his foundation crumble, reduced to a cripple, he died in endless regret and agony...

Negative emotions surged like a tide, threatening to completely overwhelm his will.

With demonic energy swirling within and lightning tribulations and dragon nails attacking from the outside, this is truly a doomed situation!

Just as Ye Yang's mind was about to collapse.

Deep within his soul, everything that had settled in Blackwood City over the past few years quietly awakened.

The small teahouse was filled with the sounds of customers chatting, laughing, and complaining.

The commotion at Sun Yan's wedding, the reborn smile on Lin Qingxue's face as she held her child, the satisfaction of the patrolling disciples as they drank a bowl of hot tea upon their return...

Scenes and glimpses of everyday life converge into a gentle yet resilient force.

All beings suffer, yet they all strive to survive amidst suffering.

This power of all living beings, gleaned from the mortal world, transforms into gentle rays of light, like the strongest dam.

It blocked the demonic energy that was eroding his Dao heart, protecting the last inch of clarity in his mind.

“Those mortals are doing everything they can to survive, so how can I give up on living?”

"Roar!"

Ye Yang suddenly roared to the sky, his voice shaking the heavens!
In his crimson eyes, all illusions vanished, leaving only an overwhelming fighting spirit and an indomitable will.

Throughout his spiritual practice, how many times has he teetered on the brink of life and death?

More importantly, this force protected his mental clarity.

Amidst the chaotic lightning tribulation and malevolent energy, he regained control over his own path of cultivation.

At this moment, my mind is clear, and scenes from my past cultivation flash through my mind like a revolving lantern.

Despite being a humble youth from a fallen sect, he still diligently cultivated his skills while wielding a rusty iron sword.

He ventured into the martial world, experienced life-and-death battles, and faced death several times, but never gave up.

Then, he took charge of the Flying Heaven Sect, fought battles for the sect's foundation, slaying the Demon King with a sword and breaking the Demon Ancestor with a slash, step by step reaching the peak of the Void Refinement Realm...

"I, Ye Yang, have endured countless hardships and dangers throughout my life, crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. How can I die here!"

A roar resounded through the heavens and earth, carrying a desperate resolve and a yearning for survival.

The roar startled even the thunderclouds in the sky.

Even the illusory image of the earth dragon on the earth-suppressing nail showed a hint of panic.

Having figured this out, Ye Yang no longer hesitated.

He abruptly abandoned his defensive focus, redirecting all his spiritual power so that he could no longer resist the lightning tribulation falling from the sky.

Instead, it actively drew in the raging purple lightning, which converged towards the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade in its hand!

He absolutely cannot die here today!

At this thought, a hint of madness flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

Defense? Defense?
That's nothing but a slow death!
He completely abandoned his defense against the Earth-Suppressing Dragon Nail, and instead of retreating, he advanced, actively facing the increasingly terrifying lightning tribulation in the sky!

"Come!"

He roared hoarsely, his hands suddenly spreading wide, deliberately drawing the devastating purple lightning towards the sword and blade in his hands! "Buzz!"

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade let out mournful cries of unbearable strain.

The power of heavenly thunder was incredibly violent; it was the power of divine punishment. Now, it was forcibly infused into the two high-grade Dao artifacts, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on their bodies.

"He's insane! He's actually channeling the power of lightning tribulation into his weapon!"

At the summit of the solitary peak, the old monster in purple robes was so shocked by what he saw that he suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The power of lightning tribulation is extremely violent; if one is not careful, one will be devoured by it.

Ye Yang actually took this risky move despite his damaged Dao heart and unstable Dao power!
But what happened next completely overturned his understanding.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword was the first to let out an excited dragon roar. The azure dragon phantom on the sword was no longer the illusory one it had been before, but became more and more solid after absorbing the power of the lightning tribulation.

The cyan sword light surged several feet, intertwining with the purple lightning, creating a magnificent aura of dragons and tigers clashing.

The Evil King Blade was not to be outdone; its pitch-black blade greedily devoured the power of the lightning tribulation, and its already domineering blade intent became even more ferocious.

A layer of purple-black light shimmered on the blade, emitting a deafening whistle that even made the space itself slicing with a hissing sound.

"Death!"

Ye Yang's eyes widened, and the power of his Dao, the power of the lightning tribulation, and the gentle power of the will of all living beings were completely merged and poured into the sword.

He gripped his sword tightly with both hands, no longer attacking separately, but instead gathering all his strength and slashing fiercely at the solidified phantom of the earth dragon nailed to the earth dragon!

"boom!"

The power of this strike far surpassed any previous collision.

The cyan sword light and the purplish-black blade light intertwined to form a huge yin-yang phantom, carrying a world-destroying power, and crashed straight into the Earth-Suppressing Dragon Nail.

The phantom of the earth dragon let out a terrified roar, trying to dodge, but was firmly locked onto by the sword light and blade aura.

"clang!"

The clang of metal on metal resounded once more throughout the universe, this time with a sense of utter devastation, as if everything in its path was being destroyed. The illusory earth dragon on the Earth-Suppressing Dragon Nail shattered instantly under the bombardment of sword light and blade aura.

After being subjected to the backlash of this violent force, the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade suddenly developed a hideous crack on their blades.

With a "crack," it split open in the middle, and the dark blade light instantly dimmed.

"Forcibly absorbing the power of the lightning tribulation, at the cost of the damage to the Evil King Blade..."

Yan Qingying was suspended in mid-air.

Seeing the damaged treasured sword that had accompanied Ye Yang through countless battles, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, but it was instantly replaced by overwhelming joy.

Because she could clearly sense that Ye Yang's aura was rising rapidly!
The Earth-Suppressing Dragon Nail, having lost the support of the Earth Dragon Phantom, was greatly weakened and was sent flying backward by the impact.

After this attack, the lightning tribulation power around Ye Yang was no longer violent. Instead, it seemed to have found an outlet, slowly flowing into his body through his meridians and beginning to temper his physical body and Dao foundation.

"Breakthrough! This is a sign of a breakthrough!"

On a mountain peak a hundred miles away, Gu Xuan stared intently at the figure in the sea of ​​thunder, his voice trembling with excitement.

He could sense that Ye Yang's aura was steadily rising from the peak of the Void Refinement stage.

They were moving towards the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm, which countless cultivators dreamed of.

Amidst the sea of ​​lightning, Ye Yang closed his eyes, allowing the power of the lightning tribulation to temper his body.

That wisp of the power of the will of all living beings still lingered around him, protecting his Dao heart and ensuring that he was not disturbed in the slightest during the critical period of his breakthrough.

The source of Dao power within his body stopped trembling and instead, nourished by the power of the lightning tribulation, slowly expanded and reached its full potential.

Finally, with a soft "pop" sound, the shackles were completely broken.

In an instant, the thunderclouds stopped abruptly, and the violent lightning tribulation power was completely subdued, transforming into streams of pure spiritual energy that converged towards Ye Yang.

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes. He looked down at the broken Evil King Blade in his hand, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes, which was then replaced by determination.

He looked up at the summit of the solitary peak, his gaze piercing through the void like a sharp sword, heading straight for the purple-robed old monster and the others.

"Since you dare to come, then stay here."

On the solitary peak, the purple-robed old monster and his companions were deathly pale and trembling all over.

The elder of the Poisonous Snake Valley's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"It's over...we're all finished..."

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed old monster, but it was quickly replaced by fear.

He knew that the matter was now settled and there was no way to reverse it.

He suddenly turned around, intending to lead everyone to escape from this place.

But at that moment, Ye Yang's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

After breaking through to the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm, his speed far surpassed that of before.

It left behind only a blue afterimage, speeding towards the summit of the solitary peak.

The tribulation of lightning breaks through the realm, and the dawn brings annihilation.

A cyan afterimage tore through the void, the resulting gust of wind stirring up the lingering thunder and mist, and Ye Yang's figure had already appeared atop the solitary peak.

Although the Evil King Blade in his hand was mostly cracked, the black blade was still wreathed in the lingering power of the lightning tribulation.

Especially at this moment, the shattered Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and Evil King Blade shone brightly.

At this moment, as the power of Dao flowed around Ye Yang, the light on the weapon became even more vibrant due to its master's rage.

"Stop him! Stop him quickly!"

Upon seeing Ye Yang's arrival, the purple-robed old monster and the others roared and unleashed a jet-black demonic flame with their backhands.

The elders of the Poisonous Snake Valley and the other cultivators behind them also seemed to awaken from a dream, and they all summoned their natal magic weapons.

Various colored spiritual lights intertwined to form a chaotic defensive light barrier, attempting to block Ye Yang's progress.

But this was nothing but a futile struggle in front of Ye Yang, who had broken through to the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm.

"break!"

Ye Yang snorted coldly, gripped his sword tightly with both hands, ignored the mournful cries coming from the sword in his hands, and slashed straight at the defensive light barrier.

The power unleashed by the damaged swords was even more ferocious than when they were intact.

The power of the lightning tribulation and the will of all living beings completely merged, seeping out along the cracks and transforming into streaks of purple and blue intertwined sharpness.

"Hey!"

A piercing tearing sound rang out, and the defensive light barrier, on which everyone had placed high hopes, was instantly torn apart like fragile paper.

The purple-green blade's momentum had not yet dissipated, and it swept directly towards the nearest cultivator.

The man didn't even have time to let out a scream before his body was sliced ​​into several pieces by the sharp blade.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the soul was completely annihilated by the residual power of the lightning tribulation the moment it left the body.

"Impossible! He hasn't even broken through yet, how could he have such combat power!"

The old monster in purple robes had eyes wide open in horror, his fear having completely overwhelmed any hope of survival.

He frantically channeled his Dao power, his demonic flames surging as he lunged at Ye Yang. (End of Chapter)