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

Before the words were even finished, the murderous intent rose again!
The Jianmu branch, which had been knocked back, traced an arc in the air, its originally vibrant green color instantly turning as deep as ink.

The laws and Dao patterns flowing on it seemed to come alive, emanating a chilling aura of annihilation.

"call out!"

This time.

The sound of air being torn apart was more than ten times sharper than before. The branch was like a divine spear, tearing through the void and piercing straight for Ye Yang's brow, aiming to completely obliterate Ye Yang's existence.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, be careful!"

Tsukihime's beauty faded.

Under this oppressive aura, even moving a finger became a luxury for her.

He could only watch helplessly as that dark, deathly aura rapidly magnified in Ye Yang's eyes.

"Good timing!"

Instead of retreating, he took a step forward, and his aura exploded!

Left hand: Dragon Abyss; Right hand: Evil King!
The mastery of both sword and saber is on full display at this moment!
The azure Longyuan Sword emitted a clear and melodious dragon's roar, its sword light as smooth as silk, transforming into a dense and continuous azure light curtain.

On the screen of light, countless sword energy runes flowed and disappeared, precisely meeting the sharp edge of the branch.

This is not about brute force, but about using skill to overcome strength.

Using the profound principles of the "Immortal Fixation Method," one can discern the trajectory of its laws and gradually weaken the annihilating power within it.

At the same time, the black Evil King Blade was filled with overwhelming demonic energy, and the eerie eyes on the blade suddenly opened.

A domineering black blade of light slashed out horizontally, not attacking the branch itself, but instead striking the void behind it!
One attacks, one defends; one is righteous, one is evil; one is gentle, one is strong!
The azure sword curtain, like water, continuously softened the sharpness of the branches.

The black blade of light, as sharp as a mountain, severed the connection between the branches and the unknown entity!

"boom!!!"

The violent energy exploded on the platform, forming a visible shockwave that shattered all the starlight falling around it.

Ye Yang's body trembled violently, and he was forced back three steps again, each step leaving a deep footprint on the hard platform.

His right hand, holding the knife, had a split in the web between his thumb and forefinger, and blood was slowly dripping down the hilt, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

He actually... blocked it!

Despite being at the Tribulation Realm, it withstood the furious attack of a Mahayana being, and even showed signs of being able to hold its own!
This is simply defying the heavens!

The dark branch twisted erratically in the air, clearly not expecting this outcome.

The power of laws it carried was severed.

Its power was greatly reduced, and it was eventually worn away by the Dragon Abyss Sword Curtain, returning to its verdant appearance, and hovering helplessly in mid-air.

Yueji watched in stunned silence, her heart filled with turbulent emotions.

She was well aware of the chasm between Mahayana and the union of the two worlds, an insurmountable barrier.

But Ye Yang used his knife and sword to build a bridge across this insurmountable chasm!
In this tense, deathly silence.

An aged voice, tinged with surprise, drifted from the depths of the Jianmu tree.

"what?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Ye Yang and Yue Ji's ears.

"Cultivating both swords and sabers, your method... is actually the 'Immortal-Stabilizing Technique,' which has been lost to the Upper Realm for a long time?"

"I never expected to see such a true master in this desolate lower realm. Your luck is truly extraordinary."

The murderous intent in his words had vanished, replaced by a hint of amusement and curiosity.

Ye Yang was shocked!

The other party saw through his core cultivation technique at a glance, and even knew that it originated from the Upper Realm!
He instantly realized that the person in front of him was definitely not a demon who indiscriminately slaughtered innocent people.

His knowledge and cultivation are probably far superior to those of the Canghai Ancestor.

Upon realizing this, Ye Yang's mind raced, and he dispelled his fierce aura.

The Dragon Abyss Sword and the Evil King Blade dimmed their light and were retrieved by him.

He straightened his robes and, facing the depths of the Jianmu tree, respectfully performed a junior's salute.

"Junior Ye Yang, I had no intention of offending this forbidden area. I am here on the orders of the Lord of the Canghai Realm, the Canghai Ancestor, to comprehend the Dao of the Jianmu Tree in order to break through to the Mahayana stage and resolve the crisis in the Canghai Realm. I apologize for disturbing your cultivation."

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and he explained the cause and effect clearly.

A purely hardline approach is not a wise move when dealing with such a being.

Beneath the Jianmu tree, a long silence fell once again.

After a long while, the voice rang out again, carrying a hint of barely perceptible emotion.

"That old fellow Canghai... has he really reached the point of exhaustion... So be it. Since he is using his remaining power to pave the way for you, I will give him this favor."

He paused, then changed the subject, his tone becoming slightly seductive.

"You possess the true teachings of immortal arts and have a solid foundation. What you lack is indeed just a sliver of opportunity. I can allow you to observe a trace of the Daoist essence left behind by the true spirits of the immortal realm, helping you ascend to the heavens in one step and comprehend the Mahayana realm."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang was overjoyed and was about to thank him again.

"but……"

The aged voice became indifferent and cold, devoid of any emotion.

"...As a price, the girl beside you must die."

These words were like a chilling wind sweeping through the depths of hell!
Yueji's heart, which had just relaxed slightly, instantly jumped to her throat. An extreme fear gripped her soul, making her feel cold all over and causing her delicate body to tremble uncontrollably.

She glanced at Ye Yang instinctively, her beautiful eyes filled with pleading and despair.

She couldn't even bring herself to commit suicide in front of a Mahayana practitioner.

Her life or death was in the hands of the other party and Ye Yang.

The joy on Ye Yang's face froze instantly, replaced by a look of frost.

"Senior is too kind." "Fellow Daoist Yueji is just a friend to me, not my vassal. She escorted me here, which is a great favor to me."

"Her life or death is not for me to decide, much less for me to exchange her life for my own opportunity!"

"Oh?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Womanly compassion. The path of cultivating immortality is one treading on countless bones."

"One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand, let alone the path to immortality. To pursue the Great Dao, one can abandon relatives, friends, and Daoist partners. What is there to be reluctant about a mere woman one meets by chance?"

"With such a weak will, how can you sever your ties to the mortal world and attain the Great Dao? You are still far from becoming an immortal!"

"We cultivators cultivate our true nature and seek freedom! If the price of becoming an immortal is the annihilation of humanity and the viewing of life as worthless, how are we any different from beasts?"

"Hiding like this and treating human life like dirt, he doesn't seem like a highly accomplished cultivator, but more like an evil spirit!"

"You brat! How dare you insult me!!"

The aged voice was thoroughly enraged, and the entire Jianmu space trembled violently.

"Since you've chosen your own death, I'll grant your wish and show you the true power of Mahayana Buddhism!"

"Buzz!"

Hundreds of Jianmu branches came to life at that moment!
Like awakened dragons, they coiled around from all directions, blotting out the sky and forming a cage, intent on strangling and crushing Ye Yang completely!
Each branch contains a terrifying power no less than that of the previous attack!
Tsukihime had already closed her eyes in fear; she knew that this time, there was no chance of survival.

However, despite being in dire straits, Ye Yang's mind remained remarkably clear.

Despite his anger, he never lost his temper.

From the very beginning, he sensed something was amiss. Although this Mahayana aura was powerful, it always carried a hint of emptiness and disharmony, as if... it were borrowed power.

Especially just now, the other party mentioned the true spirit and Daoist essence of the immortal realm, and made such an evil request.

In the end, he was provoked into a rage by his own words, completely lacking the composure one would expect from an ancient monster who had lived for millennia.

"That's it... This power doesn't originate from itself, but from the Jianmu tree!"

A glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and a bold plan instantly took shape in his mind.

"Want to kill me? Then let's see if you have the ability!"

He shouted loudly, no longer guarding the platform, but instead his figure blurred, transforming into a streak of light, rushing away from the main trunk of the Jianmu tree.

"Trying to escape? Dream on!"

The sound roared, and hundreds of branches followed closely, unleashing a devastating surge of energy.

Ye Yang pushed his movement technique to its limit, dodging and weaving through the dense barrage of branches.

He appeared disheveled and in grave danger, brushing past branches several times and kicking up a cloud of blood, but in reality, every step he took was precisely calculated.

He's feigning weakness to lure the enemy out!
He was gambling that the opponent's true form would leave the Jianmu's protective range along with the main force of the pursuit!
Yueji watched in horror from behind, only to see Ye Yang sending her a telepathic message as he fled.

"Stay on the platform and don't move!"

She could only grit her teeth, suppress her worries, and stay firmly in place.

In a chase, they covered several miles in the blink of an eye.

Ye Yang could clearly feel that the power of law attached to the branches that were chasing him was rapidly weakening as the distance increased!
His guess was correct!

"Now!"

"The Immortal-Stabilizing Technique: Draw a circle on the ground as a prison!"

Ye Yang formed hand seals, and countless array runes spread out from beneath his feet, instantly forming a massive confinement array.

It completely enveloped the hundreds of pursuing branches!

At the same time, the Dragon Abyss Sword and the Evil King Blade flew out of their hands, converging in the air to form a huge black and white Tai Chi diagram, which then suddenly pressed down!

"not good!"

The "tree spirit" finally realized it had fallen into a trap and let out a shriek filled with shock and anger.

However, it was too late!

Having been lured away from the Jianmu tree, its power has been reduced to less than one-tenth.

Those seemingly powerful branches were suppressed by both the magic array and the Tai Chi diagram.

The light dimmed, the power of the laws dissipated, and they turned into ordinary wooden branches, which fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Amidst the falling branches, a strange insect, entirely black, resembling a giant centipede, with wings on its back, was revealed.

"So... it was just a worm that was possessing the Jianmu tree!"

A knowing glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

This thing, relying on the power of the Jianmu tree, dares to call itself "this seat" and presumptuously talk about the immortal path!

"squeak!"

The possessing demonic insect let out a piercing scream and tried to flap its wings to escape back to the direction of Jianmu.

"Still trying to leave?"

Ye Yang sneered, and in a flash, he appeared above it.

He pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly touched the head of the demonic insect.

The demonic insect froze, as if it had been frozen in place, and fell straight down from mid-air, crashing into the ground and creating a large crater. It twitched uncontrollably but could no longer move.

Ye Yang slowly lowered himself to the edge of the pit, looking down at the fierce-looking but cowardly demonic insect.

He stepped on the demon insect's carapace, slowly applying pressure until the hard shell cracked and splintered.

"Now."

Ye Yang's voice was icy.

"Tell me, where exactly is this 'spiritual essence of the celestial realm' you just mentioned?" (End of Chapter)