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

Ghosts flickered on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and the banner moved around the water waves like a flag.

From the banner, a group of howling black ghosts emerged, all surrounded by a horrible aura of death and their faces were blurred.

All that could be seen was a pair of eyes emitting a cold blue light, and the voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, icy and bone-chilling.

Tens of thousands of souls attacked, stirred into a porridge ball, and soon enveloped the Blood Cloud Demon Lord.

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord grasped the Tianyang Spirit Pearl in his hand, and endless blood flames fell, gathering into pillars of fire that shot directly at the dead souls.

Many of the ghosts were burned to death, but the rest rushed towards him with bared fangs and roars.

"What a magical weapon! Even without a master to urge it, it can actually activate souls just by relying on its own spiritual power. It is indeed a great treasure."

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord took advantage of the fight between the two sides, seized the opportunity, flashed, and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Souls Banner like an arrow, grabbing it in his hand.

In an instant, the Soul-Devouring Banner trembled violently, and a large amount of black magic mist surged out from the surface of the banner. Ghosts and wolves howled in the magic mist, as if trying to break free from control.

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord hurriedly activated his magic power, continuously injecting magic power into it, and shouted.

"Submit obediently to this demon lord, and I will take you to heaven and earth, and help you achieve the quality of a Taoist instrument."

Under the powerful suppression of the Blood Cloud Demon Lord, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner gradually calmed down, its light faded, and he took it into his pocket.

"With this treasure, I will find a place to practice in seclusion for another 300 years, and then see how rampant the Feitian Sect will be."

The corner of Blood Cloud Demon Lord's mouth raised, revealing a sinister smile.

He carried in his arms the hard-earned, eerie and terrifying Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

He quickly escaped from the water as if he had found a treasure.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded, seeing a person standing in front of him.

The man was wearing a green robe. He looked young and not very handsome, but he was masculine and strong. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes made him look more mature and stable.

What surprised him most was the look in that man's eyes.

It is so calm and profound, as if it can see through everything, just like an ocean, vast and deep, or like a deep pool, without ripples.

What shocked him the most was that the formation he had set up seemed to be nothing but a mere illusion in front of him.

It completely fails to play the protective role it should have.

The other party walked over casually, as if he was in an empty place.

"Are you the Blood Cloud Demon Lord?"

The man asked, his voice steady and powerful, with an unquestionable tone.

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord was shocked. He didn't expect that his whereabouts would be discovered just after he obtained the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

He quickly adjusted his mentality and sneered, "Who are you? How dare you stop me here?"

The man smiled slightly, and there was a sharp flash in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you have obtained the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and your mission has come to an end."

Demon Lord Xueyun held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner tightly in his hand, feeling the powerful force contained in it.

Once it is taken away by the other party, you will be in a desperate situation.

But he had no intention of backing down, instead he sneered.

"In that case, let's see if you have the ability!"

Before he finished speaking, the Blood Cloud Demon Lord flashed and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the man.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner danced in his hand, bringing up a gust of cold wind that seemed to swallow up everything around it.

The evil energy around was like materialized black silk, surging and twisting wildly.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came out.

The man simply snapped his fingers and then made a sword gesture.

Suddenly, there was a bright light between heaven and earth, and the sound of swords rang out.
A fierce and domineering sword energy was like a scorching sun, instantly dispersing the surrounding evil fog.

"how come?"

The powerful sword energy made it impossible for him to muster any strength to resist.

The eerie and terrifying Banner of Ten Thousand Souls had black magic mist rolling on its surface and ghosts howling and wolves howling.

However, in this fierce sword energy, it had no effect at all.

It was like the first snow meeting the sun, and it began to melt away.

“With such attainments in sword energy, you must be Ye Yang, an expert in both swords and sabers!” The Blood Cloud Demon Lord was keeping his eyes and ears open, ready to escape.

Ye Yang, this name is really too well-known.

He didn't even draw his sword just now, just a sword finger seemed to split the mountains and cut the rivers.

This level of cultivation is truly too terrifying, and I am no match for him at all.

Facing such a strong opponent, fighting head-on would undoubtedly be a dead end.

However, the sword energy around him had blocked all his escape routes, like an invisible net that trapped him tightly.

"Since you know my name, why are you still so stubborn?
"Ye Yang's voice was as cold as ice. He waved his finger lightly, and the vast sword energy of Tianya Sword swept over again.

This forced the Blood Cloud Demon Lord to retreat again and again.

"damn it."

He spat out a large mouthful of blood, muttering to himself, chanting the ancient and obscure magic spells.

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Every time a character popped out from the tip of the tongue, it turned into wisps of black demonic energy and slowly floated towards the Soul-Devouring Banner.

"Use my blood to fuse your soul. Obey my command and show your might to the world!"

The magic spells in the hands of the Blood Cloud Demon Lord changed, and he waved the Soul-Devouring Banner violently. A large amount of black magic mist rushed towards Ye Yang like a surging tide.

The other hand was activating the Tianyang Spirit Pearl that he had just obtained, releasing endless flames.

The devilish fog is filled with resentment and contains the sharp claws of countless wronged souls, trying to corrode Ye Yang's mind and tear his body apart.

The sword shadows weaved a dense net like stars, and the knife lights crisscrossed like lightning, causing the void to vibrate and sparks to fly. The magic fog was cut into pieces, and the wronged souls screamed in pain.

The flames could not reach within three feet of Ye Yang's body.

"Just relying on your magic weapon?"

Ye Yang pointed out a sword.

The Tianya sword moves.

Suddenly, sand and rocks flew everywhere, the earth shook, and the surrounding swamps were filled with huge waves, shaking the air around them.

Corpses were scattered on the ground, and the surrounding area had become a Shura battlefield.

In an instant, the world seemed to be plunged into dead silence.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling sword light shot out from Ye Yang's fingertips, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, penetrating the endless darkness.

Wherever the sword light went, all obstacles were easily destroyed.

The magic fog was as fragile as paper in front of the sword light and disappeared in an instant.

The flames were quickly extinguished under the power of the sword, as if they had never existed.

“I can’t resist it at all, I can’t resist it at all”

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and a feeling of despair suddenly rose in his heart.

He knew that this time, he would never be able to escape.

He tried to activate the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Tianyang Spirit Pearl again, but it was too late.

The sword light pierced through all his defenses with overwhelming force and came straight towards him.

"Do not……"

The Blood Cloud Demon Lord let out a final unwilling roar, but the sound was quickly swallowed up by the sword light.

His body gradually became transparent in the sword light, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.

With the death of Demon Lord Blood Cloud, the atmosphere around him gradually returned to calm.

The flying sand and rocks gradually subsided, and the raging waves in the swamp slowly receded.

The corpses that had fallen to the ground returned to silence, and the surroundings became a dead wilderness again.

Ye Yang walked over, picked up the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and looked at it carefully.

"This treasure is absolutely a top-notch one even among the meridian-suppressing treasures."

In fact, he had just followed Zhi Tianji's guidance and looked around.

But seeing that the Blood Cloud Demon Lord seemed to be planning something, he deliberately let him go and waited until now. (End of this chapter)