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

"boom!"

After a slight explosion, the Red Maple Sword suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the entire cave like daylight.

Wherever the sword passed, the air made a "hissing" sound, as if even the space was being cut apart.

After a long time.

Ye Yang put away the Red Maple Sword and sensed it slightly. This Red Maple Sword had been with Ye Yang for quite some time.

Especially before, after Ye Yang fused the Tiangang Xuanji Purple Thunder Jade and the Red Maple Sword in the Jiutian Sect, this thing went a step further and combined with spiritual materials with lightning attributes, like a dragon above the sky.

It complements the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Controlling Secret and can produce an effect where one plus one is greater than two.

This time, Ye Yang accidentally obtained the Ten Thousand Year Old Withered Sword Grass at the Tianxing Gathering.

This item is the treasure that countless sword cultivators dream of.

It is extremely precious, containing a peerless sword energy that can penetrate heaven and earth and split the sky. It has been gestating for thousands of years.

At this moment, as it came into contact with the Red Maple Sword, driven by Ye Yang's Tiangang realm magic power, the body of the Red Maple Sword was filled with countless tiny sword energy veins, and even the spiritual energy became more refined and active.

At this moment, it was shining with cold light, and there seemed to be a cold dragon-like sword light circling inside the sword, ready to break free from its shackles and soar between heaven and earth at any time.

Ye Yang felt the changes in the Red Maple Sword in his hand and was secretly delighted.

The integration of this ten thousand year old withered sword grass has allowed the power of the Red Maple Sword to leap to a new level. It is not only a strengthening on the material level, but more importantly, it seems to have gained some kind of spiritual awakening.

Ye Yang closed his eyes, calmly sensing the changes within the Red Maple Sword, trying to merge his will more deeply with the sword.

As he moved, he felt an unprecedented sense of connection.

It was as if the Red Maple Sword was no longer an external object, but a part of his body. It could even be said to be an extension of his spiritual consciousness.

"What a sword!"

Ye Yang opened his eyes and swung his sword lightly. Visible ripples immediately appeared in the air, and the surrounding scenery seemed to become blurred.

Ye Yang picked up the Red Maple Sword and swung it. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it had split the space. The sword energy was invisible and traceless, but it was everywhere.

At this moment, these sword energies seemed to have their own consciousness and were able to better communicate with Ye Yang's thoughts.

Whenever Ye Yang had a thought, the Red Maple Sword could keenly capture his intentions, and could do whatever he wanted, whether attacking or defending.

Ye Yang gently stroked the sword, feeling the powerful energy and familiarity contained in the sword, and nodded with satisfaction.

He leaped out of the quiet room and soon arrived at an open space thousands of miles away from Feitian.

On the cliff, Ye Yang was wearing a green shirt, the wind gently blew across his sleeves, bringing a hint of coolness.

His gaze was as sharp as a torch, penetrating the thick fog before him, as if he could see the end of the other side of the mountain.

And this moment.

The red maple sword in Ye Yang's hand seemed to have sensed the determination of its master. The light on the sword became brighter and brighter, trembling slightly, and rushed into the sky.

"go with!"

Ye Yang shouted softly, and the red maple sword in his hand suddenly rose into the air and turned into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, Ye Yang formed seals with his hands, chanted a spell, and suddenly activated the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Controlling Technique.

As his gestures changed, the space around him immediately became distorted.

A powerful energy wave gathered from all around and finally condensed in his hands.

At the same time, Ye Yang floated high up, leaped over suddenly, and his body turned into a stream of green light. Following the Red Maple Sword, he rushed towards the sky.

At this moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be completely activated. Countless tiny spots of light revolved around Ye Yang's body, forming a dazzling band of light that soared into the sky.

Ye Yang stood in the open space, looking into the distance with a firm gaze. The red maple sword in his hand seemed to sense the determination of its owner, and a faint fluorescence appeared on the sword.

As Ye Yang's gestures changed, the sky suddenly changed color, dark clouds covered it, lightning flashed through it, and the air was filled with a strong smell of thunder and lightning.

Ye Yang's mind was completely integrated with the Red Maple Sword. He raised the tip of the sword lightly, as if guiding the direction of the thunder.

Immediately afterwards, a thick beam of lightning fell from the sky and merged accurately with the tip of the Red Maple Sword.

In an instant, under the infusion of Ye Yang's Tiangang realm magic power, at this moment, the Red Maple Sword seemed to be reborn.

The fluorescence on the sword quickly turned into dazzling silver-white cold air, and a powerful sword intent emanated from the sword, spreading in all directions.

Ye Yang held the sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, and his whole body seemed to be connected to the heaven and earth.

Poof!
The Red Maple Sword turned into a silver-white stream of light and shot straight into the sky.

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind tiny cracks in space.

The sword energy on the sword spread outwards like a substance, echoing with the thunderclouds in the sky, and the entire sky was dyed silver-white.

Ye Yang followed closely behind, his figure floating in the air like a phantom, and every step he took was accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning.

Ye Yang's figure merged into one with the Red Maple Sword.

The tip of the sword kept pointing in different directions, as if the entire world had become the stage for the Red Maple Sword. As Ye Yang's movements became faster and faster, the power of the Red Maple Sword also reached its peak.

The sword energy soared into the sky, like a huge sharp blade, cutting through the void and spreading towards the depths of the distant sky.

After a while, under the power of this sword, the entire sky seemed to be split open and spread out to both sides.

Even in the sky, as Ye Yang's movements quickened, the surrounding space began to slightly distort. The moisture in the air evaporated rapidly, forming small vortices.

All the white clouds in the sky were smashed into countless pieces.

As the final blow was delivered, Ye Yang's body suddenly stopped, and the Red Maple Sword also stopped its trajectory at the same moment.

A deep crack appeared in the space in front of the sword tip, revealing an unspeakable power.

Ye Yang stared at the crack, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Is this the power of the meridian-suppressing treasure?"

There was a hint of surprise and excitement in Ye Yang's voice.

Afterwards, he put away his sword, stood up, and his figure gradually floated away.

At this moment, a gentle light gradually emerged from the crack. The light gradually spread and illuminated the surrounding void.

Then the space crack slowly closed, as if nothing had happened. Only a trace of sharp sword intent remained in the air, heralding the earth-shaking scene just now.

After returning to Feitianmen, Ye Yang immediately walked into a dark room.

Before, on his way back, he met the black-robed swordsman who wanted to rob people, and he captured him and brought him to the Feitian Sect.

Ye Yang had no time to deal with him because he was concerned about the remains of the black and white boy and the news about the Ten Thousand Year Old Withered Sword Grass.

Now that Red Maple Sword has been promoted, it is natural that he must be interrogated thoroughly.

Before he even walked in, Ye Yang had already sensed a figure in the dark room, scratching his head anxiously.

As if sensing Ye Yang's arrival, the man paced back and forth, looking at the outside world with anticipation.

Ye Yang paused slightly, then slowly stepped into the prison cell on the cliff.

The light in the room was dim, with only a faint ray of light shining down from the top of the cliff and falling on the black-robed swordsman.

At this moment, all his magic power had already been restrained by Ye Yang, his clothes were tattered, and he looked like a stray dog.

As soon as Ye Yang walked in, he rushed to Ye Yang and kept begging.

"Senior, please let me go!"

Ye Yang's eyes were as fast as lightning as he glanced at him. This man was a middle-aged man. He was not tall, but had a well-proportioned figure and a sword-like aura.

It is obvious that he is a sword cultivator.

Ye Yang's eyes swept across the other person like cold lightning.

The black-robed swordsman felt the pressure and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to beg.

"Senior, as long as you give me a way out, I'm willing to do anything!"

Ye Yang approached slowly, and every step seemed particularly heavy, as if he was stepping on the heart of the black-robed swordsman.

He stopped in front of the black-robed swordsman, looking down at the middle-aged man, his voice low and powerful.

"Do you really think that a few empty words can save your life?"

The black-robed swordsman looked pale, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, but he still mustered up the courage to answer.

"Senior, I really didn't mean to go against you. I just made that decision in a hurry. Now I regret it, I really regret it..."

"You should be the one who rebelled against the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect not long ago!"

Ye Yang's tone was not harsh, but rather contained a hint of inquiry.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the black-robed swordsman in front of him. "What you said is true, but I... I have no ill intentions, it's just..."

The man's voice trembled, and he seemed to be trying hard to defend himself.

"I was just looking for a place to take refuge."

"How could a disciple of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect fall to such a state?"

Ye Yang's voice was still calm, but the power contained in it made the figure involuntarily take a few steps back.

"Something happened within the sect, and I was unfortunately involved and became the target of the hunt."

The black-robed figure lowered his head, not daring to look Ye Yang in the eye.

"I know I made a mistake, but I beg you to give me a way out as we are both practitioners."

Ye Yang was silent for a while, then nodded slowly.
"In that case, I won't embarrass you. Tell me in detail what happened to the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect."

Hearing Ye Yang say this, the man took a deep breath and then spoke.

"Senior, to be honest, the conflicts within the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect have existed for a long time."

"The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect was originally governed jointly by the Southern Sword Sect and the Northern Sword Sect, but as time went on, differences gradually emerged between the two sects."

"The Southern Sword Sect advocates following nature and cultivating one's mind. They were the ones who advocated contact with the Great Fortune Dynasty before."

"The Northern Sword Sect, on the other hand, focuses more on sword fighting and practical skills, pursuing the supremacy of martial arts."

"More than a decade ago, the two sides argued over the direction of the sect's development, which eventually led to a conflict. Several prominent old sword masters even took direct action and engaged in a fierce duel."

"The battle between the two sides lasted for three full days and three nights. Not only did it destroy the sect's Nine-Ren Sword Peak, but many disciples were also injured."

"However, this incident did not solve the underlying problem, but instead deepened the rift between the two factions."

"A few months ago, the Southern Sword Sect and the Northern Sword Sect finally officially announced their split and each established an independent sect."

"And the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect existed in name only, and became two opposing forces."

When Ye Yang heard this, a hint of contemplation appeared in his eyes.

For a big force like the Lietian Sword Sect, many things within the sect are not secret, especially such a big event. Why is there no news of it leaking out in the cultivation world?

unless.

This information was intentionally controlled by someone.

Then, the black-robed swordsman spoke.

"The reason why I became a traitor is because during this dispute, I accidentally discovered that someone from the Southern Sword Sect had an affair with the Netherworld."

"I wanted to report it to the top leaders of the Northern Sword Sect, but I didn't expect the news to be leaked. People from the Southern Sword Sect found out and started hunting me down."

When Ye Yang heard this, a hint of thought appeared in his eyes.

In this case, we cannot let this person go easily.

"Get up." Ye Yang waved his hand, and a gentle force helped the figure up.

"From now on, you will live here well."

The figure raised his head and looked at Ye Yang, a determination flashed in his eyes, and a hint of joy appeared in his heart. He had fled from the Lietian Sword Sect and was worried about being killed.

Although I don’t know where this place is, I remember the moment when I was fighting for life and death with the opponent with a sword in my hand.

He had no power to resist at all. The opponent just waved his hand and he was defeated.

This kind of strength is really shocking.

Come to think of it, even those old seniors in the Lietian Sword Sect are no more than this.

"The junior is willing, the junior is willing. If the senior does not mind, I am willing to follow you and tide over the difficulties together."

Ye Yang smiled slightly, already having some plans in mind.

He looked inward for a moment, and in an instant, the information about the secret of controlling the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword appeared in his mind.

The Secret of Controlling the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword
Current progress: Completed

Progress: 97%
Next Progress: Grandmaster Realm

[Lightning flashes and thunder roars, vast and majestic, a sword strikes out and thunder dances across the sky, a sword sends out thousands of lightning rays, it comes from the initial fusion of the Nine Heavens Sect's Nine Heavens Sword Art of Controlling Thunder and the Wrath of the Lightning God, dance with the sword three thousand times a day, persevere, and it will take eight years to master.]
Since practicing this sword technique, Ye Yang has been diligent and persistent every day. Although his Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Controlling Technique has not yet reached the Grandmaster level, he is not far away.

I heard that the sword technique handed down from generation to generation by the Lietian Sword Sect was passed down from ancient times and was created by a peerless sword immortal in ancient times.

This sword technique integrates the power of the stars in the sky, earth and the sea. It is extremely powerful and can guide the stars above the nine heavens to transform into sword energy like the sea, which can be used for one's own use to attack the enemy.

Not only can it improve one's own cultivation, but it can also enable one to comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship, achieve the unity of man and sword, and even open up a sword domain of one's own.

Legend has it that those who have achieved great success in cultivation can break the sky with one sword and point it straight into the sky.

Ye Yang thought to himself that if he could obtain this sword technique, his future path in the swordsmanship would be much broader.

"In that case, do you know about the news that your Sky-Splitting Sword Sect has inherited the sword art 'Canghai Tianjie Sword Art'?"

Upon hearing this, the black-robed swordsman trembled all over.

Naturally, he knew the most profound sword techniques in this sect.

"This, junior... junior naturally knows."

The black-robed swordsman's voice trembled a little, but he still mustered up his courage and continued.

"The Canghai Tianjie Sword is a unique skill passed down by our ancestors. Only the sect leader can practice it. Not only is it extremely powerful, but the sword wisdom contained in it is also profound. Usually, several ancestors in the sect value it very much."

Ye Yang nodded, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It seems that you are not lying. In this case, are you willing to help me obtain this sword technique?"

"This"

The black-robed swordsman felt a tightness in his heart when he heard this, but then he hesitated again.

Now I finally know that the other party was waiting for me here.

This kind of peerless swordsmanship has always been the sect's top secret. Giving it to outsiders would be tantamount to betraying the sect, but the current situation forced him to make a choice.

He also knew that he was in the other party's hands at the moment, and he could not refuse no matter what.

At this moment, he raised his head tremblingly and looked at the tall figure in front of him.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on my forehead.

The strength of this senior was so great that it even far exceeded his imagination.

And from the other party's eyes, he felt a determination that could not be refused.

"Senior, this... this concerns the righteousness of the sect."

The black-robed swordsman's voice was almost begging.

"But if you are willing to let me go, I will do anything. I only ask you to show mercy."

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing something, and after a long time he smiled.

"We'll talk about this later."

"Do you know that there is a woman named Bai Zhi in the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect?"

After a pause, Ye Yang seemed to have thought of something and asked.

Many years ago, in order to avenge Bai Guyue, Bai Zhi relied on her original nature as a medicine dragon and went to the Lietian Sword Sect alone to practice the White Dragon Fighting for the Sky Sword Technique.

Haven't heard from her for many years.

At this moment, hearing the black-robed swordsman say this, Ye Yang couldn't help but think of a heroic, fair and tender girl again.

When the black-robed swordsman heard the name, his body trembled involuntarily and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Bai Zhi... is the woman who possesses the Medicine Dragon's innate power."

Ye Yang nodded.

Upon hearing this, the black-robed swordsman spoke.

"After she joined the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect many years ago, she practiced very hard, at almost any cost. Later, she was highly regarded by the sect and practiced the 'White Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword Art', becoming quite popular."

"After successfully practicing the White Dragon Fighting for the Heaven Sword Technique, she suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where she went. Some said she went to the demon land of the Western Regions, while others said she had met with an accident."

"But no matter what the truth is, she has never appeared in public again."

(End of this chapter)