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

The old monk appeared beside the Blood Cloud Demon Lord without saying a word, but his face turned ashen. The atmosphere in the air was so heavy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

"Do you know that a big thing happened recently?"

Hearing the words of the old monk, Demon Lord Blood Cloud was very surprised, and then spoke.

"Uncle Wang, why are you here?"

The man he called Uncle Wang snorted coldly and his face suddenly turned dark blue.

There was a hint of anger and reproach in his voice, which was difficult to conceal. He stared at the Blood Cloud Demon Lord with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Uncle Master, what do you mean? I have always been cautious in my actions."

The man whom he called Uncle Wang snorted coldly when he heard this, his eagle-like eyes flashing with anger and his tone was full of accusations.

"Be cautious? Do you know how much trouble you caused by robbing Feitianmen Taoan Market?"

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord's heart sank suddenly, but he quickly regained his composure, and even a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head disapprovingly, seemingly unconcerned by the accusations.

"Uncle Master, even if Feitian Sect is very powerful, the cultivation world is unimaginably vast. For example, in Zhiyang Mountain, the mountains are high and the forests are deep. It is also located overseas and naturally has a magnetic field."

"Isolated from outsiders, could they still find me?"

The old man frowned even more tightly and took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger.

"You are so stupid! Do you think Feitianmen will just sit there and do nothing? Not long ago, Ye Yang and Yuanshen Taoist had a big fight outside Feitianmen, which almost shocked the entire cultivation world."

"That battle was so fierce that even the sky and the earth changed color. Now, the cultivation world is paying attention to this matter. Don't forget that you are still a member of the Shadow Pavilion. How should our Shadow Pavilion deal with it?"

"What? A battle with the Taoist Primordial Spirit?"

His face was filled with shock.

Later, he learned that Ye Yang was still under the nose of that Taoist realm, and killed the two Dharma Realms of the Lietian Sword Sect in one fell swoop.

Even more unbelievable.

Even the Tianyang Fire Bead in his hand almost fell to the ground.

His originally rosy face turned pale in an instant, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he suddenly felt the situation was extremely difficult.

"Although Ye Yang is proficient in both sword and saber, how come he has such ability?"

"No, if the sword method is so powerful, I will also practice the sword method tomorrow. I am afraid it is still his personal reason."

"The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect has a profound foundation and is full of experts. Its Dharma-Appearance True Person cultivators are all experienced warriors with powerful cultivation. Moreover, there is also a Yuanshen Taoist. How could he injure the other party so easily?"

"The Taoist Primordial Spirit can lock onto the opponent through his Primordial Spirit. If he finds me, how can I win?"

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord muttered to himself, his eyes full of fear.

It is indeed as Master Uncle said, there is a Shadow Pavilion behind him.

"The Feitian Sect is now on the rise and showing its strength. We at the Shadow Pavilion cannot afford to get into trouble."

"You have made many mistakes in the past and have made many enemies. Now that Ye Yang has risen so strongly, there is no guarantee that those forces will not use him to attack us."

"In my opinion, it would be best for you to surrender yourself. Perhaps you can still have a chance to survive and save your life."

When Demon Lord Xueyun heard this, his eyes instantly turned red, like an angry trapped beast.

"Turn yourself in? Absolutely not! I've been on the run for many years. When have I ever been afraid of anyone?"

"It would be better to kill me directly than to ask me to surrender myself at Feitian Gate!"

After saying that, he stood up suddenly, with demonic energy surrounding him, and wanted to escape outside.

The old man cast a rune upon seeing this. Strange runes were engraved on the surrounding rugged rocks. The runes seemed alive, with ghostly green ghost fire jumping and flickering between the strokes.

Then a hissing sound was heard!
Several demon snakes as thick as bowls shot out from the darkness of the runes.

The demon snake's entire body was as black as ink, its scales sparkling with cold light. On its triangular head, its blood-red vertical pupils shone with bloodthirsty light. Its mouth opened wide, spewing out black poisonous mist.

Wherever the poisonous fog went, the rocks were instantly corroded with a sizzling sound.

Upon seeing this, the Blood Cloud Demon Lord snorted coldly, and the magic spell in his hand changed rapidly. The red spirit bead in his palm immediately burst out with a ball of masculine flames.

The blazing flames roared towards the demon snake, instantly enveloping it.

The demon snake struggled painfully in the blazing flames, emitting a sizzling scream, and its body moved, revealing a space.

In a moment, the Blood Cloud Demon Lord turned into a few wisps of green smoke and disappeared.

The old man in the secret room shook his head and sighed, knowing that this incident would bring more turmoil to the Shadow Pavilion. The Blood Cloud Demon Lord ran all the way, his figure like a fleeing black smoke under the gray sky, his embarrassment was revealed, just like a dog that had lost its home, and he was in a state of panic all day long.

However, beneath his seemingly panic-stricken appearance, his heart was like a surging volcano.

"Run, keep running, I don't believe you can really catch me."

"I also know the whereabouts of a treasured meridian-suppressing artifact, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. I will find a powerful ally after I find the magic treasure, the Soul Devouring Banner."

"I will make sure that your Feitian Sect knows how powerful my Blood Cloud is!"

Feitianmen is a towering mountain gate and a place full of spiritual energy.

The Feitian Sect used its astonishing power to repel the fierce enemy attack from the Lietian Sword Sect.

Everyone in Feitianmen was immersed in grief.

Although the invading enemy was successfully repelled, the losses suffered by the sect could not be ignored.

The huge body of the Tongtian Spirit Ship was covered with sword marks, as if silently telling of the fierceness of the battle.

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The meridian-suppressing treasures, such as the Heaven-shaking Demon Hammer, the Thunder Gourd, the Meridian-suppressing Fire Crow Gourd, etc., have also lost their former glory and appear dull.

Even if a cultivator at the True Person level uses his magic power to nurture it, it won't be of much use.

When necessary, it still needs to be re-refined.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning fell on the ruins of Feitianmen, illuminating the busy figures.

Under the command of the top leaders, many members of Feitian Sect carried out the repair work in an orderly manner.

Some formation masters held formation flags, chanted something, and injected rays of light into the damaged formation nodes, trying to restore the circulation of spiritual power.

The work of warming and nourishing the earth's veins is equally vital.

Several respected elders sat cross-legged, with their hands in seals, and the true energy in their bodies slowly flowed out.

It is integrated into the earth veins deep underground, and various upper-level spirit stones and specially made spirit liquids are injected into it.

The originally dry land gradually became moist after being nourished by the spiritual energy, the grass and trees began to revive, and the power of life once again spread across the land.

Although these monks had sweat on their foreheads, no one was willing to stop the work in their hands.

Everyone knows that only by restoring the vitality of the earth veins as soon as possible can Feitianmen be revitalized.

Ye Yang stood alone in the back mountain, which was damaged by the earth veins and destroyed by Lu Yu's remaining sword energy, and was in a mess.

Looking at the destroyed pomegranate forest in front of me at this moment, an indescribable discomfort surged in my heart.

In previous years, every autumn, red pomegranates hung on the branches, exuding an enticing fragrance.

However, now there are only broken branches and leaves left here, like the remains of a nightmare.

He gently stroked a broken tree trunk, feeling the roughness at his fingertips.

"After all, it was because of lack of strength that Feitianmen paid too high a price."

Ye Yang muttered to himself in a low voice, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

This victory was hard-won, and it also put Feitianmen into an unprecedented predicament.

However, he was more aware that as a senior executive of Feitianmen, he had to remain firm and high-spirited.

Only in this way can we lead everyone out of the haze.

Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, the sound of soft footsteps interrupted his meditation.

Turning around, I saw a woman in a green shirt walking slowly towards me.
It’s Yan Qingying.

There was concern in her eyes.

"Brother, how are you? Everyone is working hard now. I believe it won't be long before Feitianmen will be back to normal."

Yan Qingying's voice was like a spring breeze.

The two stood side by side, their eyes cast towards the busy figures in the distance.

Although Feitianmen suffered a huge setback.

But after this battle, it is now time to rebuild everything.

New hope is quietly gestating, waiting for the moment to break out of the ground. (End of this chapter)