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

When Ye Yang heard this, he was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"Senior, you told me many years ago that this immortal barrier was about to collapse. Now, many years have passed, and I have barely broken through to the Yuanshen Dao realm. I came back again, intending to take you out of this immortal barrier."

The huge purple electric silver peach mother tree rustled, the bark of the giant tree surged, and an old man's face appeared on the thick trunk.

His face was covered with wrinkles, his eyebrows almost drooped to the roots of the trees, but there was a gentle glow on his face.

His eyes were like deep ancient wells, which made people involuntarily feel awe. After being reminded by Ye Yang, the branches and leaves of his tree swayed gently a few times, as if he was lost in memories, and spoke slowly.

"This secret realm of immortality has existed in the world for who knows how many years. It was originally a small world opened up by ancient ancestors who condensed the energy of heaven and earth."

"The last time you came to take the Nine-Leaf Heavenly Fragrance Fruit, I told you that this land was about to collapse. This world originally relied on the spiritual power between heaven and earth to maintain its balance, but there is no reason for things in the world to prosper forever. People will die when they reach a certain age, and trees will become rotten wood when they reach the limit of their lifespan."

"When the world reaches a certain age, coupled with the erosion of time, it will naturally become shaky."

Ye Yang frowned, his face full of worry.

In fact, he was not that surprised by the collapse of the immortality barrier.

However, this object is on Wangyue Mountain, too close to Feitian Gate. If it collapses one day in the future.

It would probably be a huge disaster for the entire world here.

"I wonder if there is any way to remedy this?"

"Just like a person's life span is about to end, a tree has reached its limit and cannot be saved. Fellow Daoist, I wonder how those flying apes you helped me take out many years ago are doing now?"

Ye Yang spoke.

"Don't worry, senior. Feitian Sect happens to have an island overseas. The island is rich in broken jade and cracked gold and stone. Now those flying apes are living on the island and have grown extremely powerful."

The giant tree was silent for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoist. I have a long life span, so death is not a big deal. But those flying ape tribes are dependent on my Purple Lightning Silver Peach Mother Tree. They are like my children. I naturally cannot bear to watch them die. I hope they can grow up better."

“It’s just that there are still many good things in this longevity barrier. If it collapses, there will be nothing left.”

After saying this, the old tree king glanced at Ye Yang, as if hesitating about something. After a while, the giant tree continued to speak.

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of the strange beast Riding Yellow?"

Ye Yang nodded. Of course he had heard of it. He heard that the yellow strange beast looked like a fox, with horns on its back, and that if you rode it, you could live for a thousand years.

This kind of strange beast is the true spirit of heaven and earth, a place where myriad spiritual energies converge, and is extremely rare.

I don't know how many cultivators who are nearing the end of their lives have spent their entire lives pursuing such true spiritual objects. If people knew that such objects existed in this longevity barrier, they would have attacked long ago.

Even those Taoist monks could not resist the temptation. After all, there is no monk in the world who is not afraid of death.

"Senior, I wonder where the yellow beast is."

The giant tree sighed and then said.

"That strange beast was born by absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy, and it evolved to avoid death. It usually only appears when a world is about to be destroyed, devouring the luck, taking advantage of the disaster, and then disappearing again."

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look?"

After he finished speaking, all the leaves on the giant tree began to rustle, and then the tree glowed slightly, like thunder and lightning. Thousands of flashing lightning rose from the roots and then slowly spread to every leaf.

Although the light of lightning was not dazzling, it had a special charm. Then all the leaves pointed in one direction.

Ye Yang looked in the direction of the leaves.

In the distance, I saw wind and thunder roaring together, and myriad brilliant lights shining, as if a group of dragons were roaring. The sound was like rolling thunder, rushing from the distant sky, shaking the entire longevity barrier as if it was trembling slightly.

He was startled and looked up quickly, only to see the figure of a strange beast faintly emerging in the rolling clouds.

A strange beast that looks like a fox or a dragon, not very tall, only about seven or eight feet tall, and covered with scales instead of hair. At this moment, the scales are sparkling with colorful light in the dim light, and each scale looks like a carefully carved jade, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Its body was winding as it circled and danced in the air. The swinging of its nine tails brought up gusts of wind, making the surrounding clouds and mist even more turbulent.

On the neck, countless bristles fluttered in the wind like burning flames, and a pair of blood-red eyes were like a deep pool, revealing endless agility.

"Riding it can extend your life by a thousand years."

Ye Yang looked at the yellow strange beast, and at this moment he felt something indescribable in his heart.

Not to mention in this secret realm of immortality that is about to collapse, even in the long history of the entire cultivation world, it is something that can only be encountered by chance.

A fiery light flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and he knew in his heart that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he could seize it, his life span could be greatly extended.

The Dharma Real Man can live for a thousand years.

Ye Yang is now 368 years old. Although he still has plenty of life left, the longer he has, the more help it will be for his future practice.

Without time to think, Ye Yang secretly used his magic power and rushed towards the direction of the yellow monster like an arrow.

His figure drew a graceful arc in the air, and his clothes rustled, as if blending into the whistling wind.

At this moment, the yellow monster in the air seemed to have sensed Ye Yang's approach. It turned its head slightly, and a look of scrutiny appeared in its blood-red eyes.

It opened its bloody mouth and let out another deafening dragon roar. The sound seemed to carry an invisible deterrent force, causing Ye Yang's figure to stagnate in the air.

But Ye Yang was not willing to give up at this moment.

He waved his sleeves, and evil and domineering sword energy flew out from his sleeves. Then he drew a line in the air, breaking the powerful aura, and continued to fly towards Cheng Huang.

Cheng Huang began to pay attention to Ye Yang at this moment. A hint of curiosity flashed in its smart eyes, and it tilted its head to look at this human who suddenly appeared.

Ye Yang took advantage of this opportunity and seized the right moment. Before the other party had time to react, he had already flown onto Cheng Huang's back.

As soon as he sat down, Ye Yang felt a strange warm current flowing into his body from the place of contact. Wherever the warm current passed, it seemed to widen his meridians a little bit. The feeling of fatigue all over his body dissipated instantly, and was replaced by an unprecedented comfort and vitality.

He could feel his life span increasing rapidly.

He was secretly delighted, thinking that Cheng Huang was indeed worthy of its reputation, but now was not the time to experience it carefully.

After a man sat on the yellow horse, his whole body began to shake wildly, trying to throw Ye Yang off the horse.

Ye Yang gently patted Cheng Huang's neck, trying to use his spiritual power to communicate with it and convey his intentions.

Cheng Huang seemed a little unwilling at first. It shook its body, obviously unwilling to be easily controlled. Its strength was extremely strong, and every shake brought amazing explosive power.

It seemed as if it was going to throw the person riding on its back directly into the sky.

But Ye Yang held on to its mane tightly, clamped his legs against his abdomen, and exerted all his strength as an elephant demon, lying firmly on Cheng Huang's back. No matter how Cheng Huang tossed him, he just wouldn't let go.

After a long stalemate, Cheng Huang's four hooves were like the wind, and there seemed to be clouds and mist rising under his feet. He continued to fly towards the depths of the secret realm at an astonishing speed, trying to throw Ye Yang off.

Ye Yang only felt that the surrounding scenery was rapidly receding like flowing light, and the sound of wind whistling past his ears.

As we go deeper, the surrounding scenery becomes more and more mysterious.

Sometimes you can see a fluorescent spiritual island floating in the air, with all kinds of rare magical herbs and plants growing on the island.

Sometimes, there would be a brilliant curtain of light, in which there seemed to be countless terrifying and powerful figures.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the yellow figure suddenly stopped and hovered in the air.

Ye Yang drove Cheng Huang closer and found that there was a huge palace in front of him. The whole palace was built with a kind of jade that emitted colorful light. The door of the palace was carved with various lifelike pictures of strange beasts and mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

Ye Yang looked up at the palace ruins that towered into the clouds and floated in the misty clouds, and his heart was deeply shocked.

The sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and fell on the mottled ancient buildings of the Fairy Palace, which were full of traces of time, reflecting pieces of golden light.

Ye Yang took a deep breath, but even though he was so careful, a cloud of dust was still raised. An ancient breath blew in his face, and before him was a scene of desolation.

Broken walls and ruins are scattered everywhere, and the once exquisite carvings are now incomplete. Those lifelike reliefs of mythical beasts and immortals, some are missing heads, and some have broken limbs, silently showing a tragic change.

The stone pillars collapsed and lay in a mess on the ground. The runes on them were dim and their former mighty spiritual power had long since dissipated.

Ye Yang walked through it carefully, his eyes full of curiosity and awe. Just as he passed a huge palace ruin, the scene in front of him made him stand there in shock, his pupils shrank sharply.

On the ruins of the palace, the corpse of an extremely huge beast lay.

The giant beast had a sinuous and slender body. Most of the scales that once covered its body had now fallen off, revealing mottled flesh and eerie white bones. The scales on its body had already cracked everywhere.

Its head is huge, and although it is incomplete, its iconic double horns, sharp fangs, and broad dragon nose all show its former majesty and power.

Ye Yang took a closer look, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.

"This...how could this happen..."

"Is this lucky dragon dead?" (End of this chapter)