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

At this moment, Ye Yang picked up the Ice Soul Flower.

Deep in the desolate land of ice and snow, everything is silent, with only the whistling cold wind blowing through the valley.

He bent down. This rare flower was blooming with a faint blue light, contrasting with the white snow around it, like a holy object in a dream.

Ye Yang carefully picked the Ice Soul Flower and gently put it into the storage bag.

Just then, a low and hoarse voice came from the shadows of the valley.

"Humph, boy, you have some skills!"

Ye Yang turned around abruptly, and the person who spoke was none other than the Snake Demon Ancestor.

Although his body has shrunk a lot at this moment, the evil and strange aura of the Snake Demon Ancestor has not diminished at all.

Especially at this moment, its skin appeared a strange blue-black color, and its eyes were like cold stars in the cold night, revealing a hint of chillness.

The Snake Demon Ancestor's eyes were fixed on Ye Yang, especially the storage bag around his waist. A hint of imperceptible greed flashed in his eyes.

However, when he recalled the powerful strength Ye Yang unleashed when he took the Ice Soul Flower, his pupils shrank slightly unconsciously and he exclaimed in admiration.

"You are very powerful, my friend. The Ice Armor Beast is a creature condensed from the ice in this world of ice and snow. You were able to get rid of it so easily. I really admire you."

Ye Yang looked alert, clasped his fists slightly, and said.

"You are too polite, Senior. It is mainly because you are standing by to help me, that I can perform without any worries."

While speaking, Ye Yang was cautious and alert.

No matter how enthusiastic the person in front of him appeared, Ye Yang never completely trusted the other party.

The Snake Demon Ancestor laughed, but did not try to snatch it as Ye Yang expected, but looked into the distance.

"This Ice Soul Flower can be used to refine the Ice Soul Magic Pill, which is quite beneficial to Yuanshen Daoists. It seems that Daoist Fellow can't wait to prepare for a breakthrough to the Yuanshen Dao realm in the future."

“But if you want to break through the Yuanshen Dao realm, I’m afraid you still need to go to the Lingji Land to test it out.”

Ye Yang was shocked.

The reason why the two of them came to this small world was precisely because of that inspiration.

This news was undoubtedly very attractive to him.

Ye Yang looked at the Snake Demon Ancestor.

"In that case, please lead the way, and we will go there."

The Snake Demon Ancestor nodded, leaped up, and flew into the sky like a feather.

He spoke.

"Please follow me, fellow Taoist. The spiritual place of that small world is just ahead. It gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and hides countless opportunities."

The two walked side by side and left the ice valley.

Along the way, the cold wind was howling, and there was barren snow all around. Occasionally, there were a few dead trees bent by ice and snow, which added a bit of desolation.

Ye Yang remained vigilant at all times. He was well aware of the danger posed by the Snake Demon Ancestor and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a strange fog appeared ahead.

The Snake Demon Ancestor stopped and looked at the fog. A green light flashed in his six eyes, and then he spoke.

"This is it. This mist is the entrance to the Land of Spiritual Inspiration."

Ye Yang took a deep breath, circulated his internal strength, and stepped into the fog with the Snake Demon Ancestor.

As soon as he entered, Ye Yang felt as if he had stepped into another world. The scenes around him became unreal and mysterious. All kinds of strange lights flickered, and strange noises came from his ears from time to time.

"It's weird."

Ye Yang chuckled, and as soon as he stepped into the fog, he felt dozens of whistling lights in front of him, rushing towards him in stars.

He immediately activated his sword pupils, and a golden-red light flashed in his eyes. In an instant, the golden-red light broke through the fog, and everything around him became clear.

The scene in front of me changed again.

Ye Yang moved forward cautiously.

Only then did he realize that what he saw was a group of monsters shaped like bats.

The bats bared their fangs and claws and pounced towards him.

Ye Yang drew out his sword, and in an instant, the sword light flashed slightly, and the leading few bats were immediately dismembered.

The Snake Demon Patriarch was not willing to be outdone when he saw this, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. A huge black python sprang out from behind him, connecting head to tail, biting each other, forming a strange circle, and then swallowed up the bats.

Under the joint attack of the two, the group of bats gradually lost and fled.

Ye Yang and the Snake Demon Ancestor continued to move forward, and the scene around them became more and more weird.

The sky was shrouded in a thick haze, without a trace of sunlight. The earth was filled with the smell of decay, and a few twisted dead trees could occasionally be seen on the barren land.

The branches stretch towards the sky like ferocious ghost claws.

Ye Yang took a deep breath, and at this moment he felt that the spiritual energy entering his nostrils was becoming increasingly dense.

It seems that every breath can absorb endless power.

After a while, an empty valley appeared in front of the two.

There actually stood a stone platform emitting colorful light in the valley.

The stone platform was engraved with ancient runes, and there was a groove in the center, where something seemed to have been placed.

"This is it."

There was some excitement in the Snake Demon Ancestor's voice.

Only then did Ye Yang see clearly that under the tall five-colored stone platform, there was actually a huge beast demon stone tablet.

The stone tablet was pitch black, about several feet high, and its surface was engraved with strange runes, emitting a gloomy aura.

Around the stone tablet, endless poisonous miasma surged like a surging black tide, making people stay away.

Ye Yang frowned, staring at the poisonous miasma, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, and his internal strength circulated. In an instant, a dazzling sword energy burst out from the long sword in his hand.

"go with!"

At this moment, Ye Yang shouted softly, and thousands of fierce sword auras appeared above the ground.

Those sword beams entangled with each other like a whirlpool, transforming into a giant dragon, connected head to tail, rushing forward madly.

The blade light was like a dragon, striking at the poisonous miasma in the sky like lightning.

The emerald green poisonous miasma and poisonous gas were hit by the blade, making a "sizzling" sound, and a huge gap was instantly created.

Ye Yang and the Snake Demon Ancestor carefully crossed the gap and came to the Beast Demon Monument.

Ye Yang approached the stone tablet and carefully examined the inscriptions on it, only to see that it was densely engraved with the names of the monks who had been sacrificed.

"Tomb of Ling Xiaozi"

The five big characters above are particularly eye-catching.

"This is a tomb." The moment he saw the tomb, Ye Yang had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he did not notice the hint of viciousness that flashed in the eyes of the Snake Demon Ancestor.

His three heads looked at each other.

It was a kind of malice and calculation hidden deep in the heart, like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, waiting for the best opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

The snake demon ancestor moved slightly, and the three heads coiled and entangled, each muttering an ancient and obscure spell, and a strange smell began to fill the air.

The next moment, a ball of dark red light spurted out from its three heads and shot directly into the center of the formation.

In an instant, the entire space was shrouded in darkness, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a biting chill invaded, making people feel fearful.

Ye Yang felt a strong sense of oppression coming from behind, and was suddenly startled.

Before he could react, he saw the Beast Demon Monument in front of him shaking violently, and blood-red rays of light shot out from the inscriptions.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to crack, and countless blood-scaled ghost snakes crawled out from the cracks.

These blood snakes are huge, their scales are flashing with strange blood light, and they are spewing thick poisonous mist from their mouths.

The poisonous fog quickly condensed into blood-red ice crystals in the cold air.

The ice crystals reflected strange illusions, making Ye Yang's consciousness gradually blurred.

At this moment, the Fortune Dragon Pearl and Fortune Red Knife that had been hidden in Ye Yang's body suddenly shook.

In an instant, a warm and powerful force burst out from his body, like the rising sun penetrating through thick clouds.

This power was pure and strong, forming a sharp contrast with the cold and evil aura around it.

The Fortune Dragon Pearl and the Fortune Red Knife emitted a soft light. The red light was like a burning flame, carrying a moving vitality that dispelled those confusing phantoms.

now.

Ye Yang felt his spirit lifted, and his originally chaotic thoughts became clear.
next moment.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and tried to mobilize the magic power in his body.
His hands danced rapidly, spiritual power gathered and swirled at his fingertips, forming a vortex of magic power.

As the magic vortex formed, the surrounding poisonous miasma began to change.

The originally surging poisonous miasma seemed to be pulled by some powerful force and gradually surged towards the vortex of spiritual power.

The group of blood-scaled ghost snakes seemed to sense the danger. They became more crazy and increased the speed of their attacks.

Ye Yang swung his sword in the air and the Evil King's Sword flew out.

As soon as the arrogant and domineering blade flew out, it emitted a strange cold light, as if telling the bloody killings in the past.

The moment the scabbard touched the Beast Demon Monument, strange changes suddenly occurred.

The pattern of a dragon slowly emerged on the originally dull scabbard. The dragon coiled and circled, its whiskers fluttering, and its eyes flashed with a deep light, as if it was about to break free from the scabbard and fly into the sky.

This sudden change made Ye Yang slightly stunned. He could feel that there seemed to be some mysterious connection between the Evil King's Sword and the Beast Demon Monument.

However, Ye Yang did not have time to delve into the mystery.

In a dark corner not far away, the Snake Demon Ancestor witnessed all this, and a greedy and vicious look appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Humph, boy, the secret of this beast demon monument is not something you can easily touch."

The Snake Demon Ancestor murmured in a low voice, then quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be shaken violently by an invisible giant hand.

The ground was like torn paper, with abysses suddenly appearing, deep and bottomless.

Countless skeleton snake monsters emerged from the abyss.

These snake monsters have twisted bodies, made up of white bones. Each bone is engraved with strange runes, emitting the smell of decay and death.

They were extremely fast, like a black torrent, rushing towards Ye Yang.

Ye Yang was startled and tried to resist this sudden attack.

But the number of skeleton snake monsters was beyond imagination, and they instantly submerged Ye Yang.

What’s even more terrifying is that these snake monsters seem to be able to drain the magic power from his body.

Ye Yang could clearly feel his strength rapidly dissipating, and his body becoming heavier and heavier.

"Boy, you'd better accept your fate under this 'Ten Thousand Snakes Erosion Formation'!"

The Snake Demon Ancestor's wild laughter echoed all around, full of pride and arrogance.

"Star-Breaking Sword Box!"

Facing so many enemies, Ye Yang knew that only the Star-Breaking Sword Box could achieve the desired effect.

now.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and injected the remaining magic power in his body into the Star-Breaking Sword Box.

The light is shining brightly!
The sword box sensed the will of its master and began to vibrate violently.

Dazzling sword lights shone from the box like a sky full of stars, accompanied by thunderous sounds.

Then thousands of starlight shot up into the sky like sword light, like an exploding star.

The sword light was mixed with rolling thunder and fire, and it was majestic and collided violently with the poisonous miasma that permeated the surroundings.

"Boom!" A loud noise that shook the earth.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in dazzling sword light.

The huge impact force blew away the skeleton snake monsters one after another, and their skeletal bodies were instantly turned into powder under this force.

Ye Yang activated his sword pupil, and sword energy surrounded him like silk.

A golden-red light instantly appeared in Ye Yang's pupils.

The originally chaotic vision suddenly became clear, and runes were seen flashing on the beast demon stele.

But when he saw the scene around the stone tablet clearly, his face suddenly changed, and a chill ran up his spine to his head.

At this moment, he was actually in a cemetery.

Solitary graves are scattered around, and the words engraved on the tombstones have long been blurred, as if they had been washed away by the torrent of time.

The offerings in front of the grave were rotten and gave off a pungent musty smell, which mixed with the smell of rotten leaves in the air, making people feel sick.

Ye Yang thought to himself that something was wrong and looked around. He saw a large formation covering the area and visible energy barriers rippling like ripples.

This formation used the Beast Demon Stele as the centerpiece, trapping him firmly inside.

He tried to mobilize the magic power in his body and break the formation with his sword, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt a powerful backlash force coming towards him, which made his blood boil.

"What kind of formation is this? It's so weird!"

Ye Yang murmured softly, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He knew very well that this formation was not ordinary. If he acted rashly, he would be doomed. (End of this chapter)