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

Soon, Ye Yang saw the problem.

He looked at the demon princess in front of him.

Suddenly, I felt an indescribable breath.

A biting chill quickly ran up along his fingertips.

That was no ordinary cold.

It was an indescribable chill that seemed to freeze all the blood in his body.

"Senior, let me go."

At this time, the demon princess slowly opened her eyes.

However, Ye Yang did not take the other party's words to heart.

Before the woman could react, he continued to use his spiritual power to investigate.

He carefully explored the other person's mind, all the way to the depths of the other person's soul, and discovered more things in the other person's mind.

Only then did Ye Yang discover that in the deepest part of the other party's memory, there was a crystal clear crystal coffin floating.

There was a man lying in the coffin, but his face was so handsome that he looked more like a woman than a man, and there was a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.

He wore a crown inlaid with countless demon crystals, and on the crown were carved ferocious animal heads, as if they would devour people at any time.

His long snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, flying freely behind him, contrasting with his paper-pale skin, making him look even more enchanting.

Perhaps it was because he had received Ye Yang's spiritual power at this moment.

The demon king in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of purple eyes, so deep that they seem to be able to swallow all light.

The moment the other person opened his eyes.

A powerful spiritual sense swept over him, an indescribable aura.

“Three hundred years.”

"Fellow Daoist, I am the Three Dream Demon Kings of the Tianshui Realm. It makes sense for us to meet today."

His eyes fell on Ye Yang, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Yang's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

He could feel the powerful pressure from the other party at this moment, which was undoubtedly that of a cultivator in the Yuanshen Dao realm.

"It seems that you are one of the instigators of this coastal chaos."

Ye Yang said coldly. Although he didn't say a word, the Red Maple Sword and the Evil King Sword in his hands were already three inches out of their sheaths.

bass!bass!bass!
There was a roar like the sound of metal colliding.

Not a single sword or knife has been drawn yet.

The roaring sound of swords and knives created a wave of sound that was frightening.

The other person floated out of the coffin, his movements were graceful and calm, and every step made the surrounding air tremble.

“The instigator?”

He tilted his head.

"This mineral vein is a passage connecting two worlds. We are just going home."

The sword and knife at Ye Yang's waist had not yet been unsheathed, but a powerful sword energy had already gushed out.

In an instant, the roaring sound of swords turned into a sharp sound wave, like a sudden thunder, which made people tremble with fear, as if even the soul would be shattered by this sound wave.

At this moment, a figure floated out of the coffin like a ghost. His movements were graceful and calm, and every step he took made the air tremble, as if he was stepping on the lifeline of all things in the world.

"The instigator?"

The figure tilted his head slightly, and his voice was low and had a hint of nonchalance.

"This mineral vein is the passage connecting the two worlds. We are just... going home." There was a sense of matter-of-factness in his voice, as if all this was natural.

"go home."

Ye Yang repeated in a low voice, frowning slightly as a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, the air between the two sides seemed to solidify instantly, and purple evil spirit swirled and surged around them.

Like a group of strange fogs, they condense into mysterious lines, as if telling unknown secrets.

The tip of the sword in Ye Yang's hand trembled slightly, and the spiritual power flowing on the sword constantly collided with the demonic energy that permeated the surroundings, making a slight crackling sound, like fine electric currents flowing in the air.

"Fellow."

The figure chuckled, with a hint of amusement in the voice.

"Why bother? Maybe we could... talk."

Ye Yang's sword force did not decrease at all, but his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the other party vigilantly: "Talk? What do you want to talk about?"

"It's very simple."

The figure spoke slowly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"We need a place to stay. And this mineral vein happens to connect our world." As he spoke, his eyes fell straight on Ye Yang's face, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

"The Nine Heavens Meteorite Mine and Deep Sea Azurite are extremely valuable, especially for a cultivator like you who practices swordplay. They are simply priceless treasures."

Ye Yang's heart skipped a beat, he knew what the other party said was true.

The Nine Heavens Meteorite Iron and Deep Sea Azurite are the rare treasures he has been searching for for many years and they play a vital role in his practice.

But he quickly calmed down and thought to himself.

This sea area is close to Feitianmen. If these monsters take root in the coastal area, it will undoubtedly be a wolf in the house for Feitianmen.

It's okay now, the other party doesn't seem to have any other malicious intentions, but if one day.

They suddenly showed their fangs, no longer satisfied with this coastal area, and wanted to expand westwards. Feitianmen would definitely be the first to bear the brunt and become their target.

"No, this sea area is adjacent to Feitianmen, and it is a strategic location. Allowing you to gain a foothold here is tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house."

Ye Yang said this in a decisive tone, leaving no room for negotiation.

The demon king chuckled, and a ball of purple flame condensed at his fingertips. The flame flickered, emitting a frightening aura: "Daoyou, you are too cautious. We just want to find a place to stay, why are we so alert?"

Ye Yang shook his head, and the Red Maple Sword and the Evil King Sword behind him followed closely, with the tips of the knives and swords slightly pressed down, ready to deal with possible changes at any time.

"If you are really sincere, why not change the conditions? All you need is a place to stay. If you are willing to exchange the mineral vein, I will help you find another suitable place to stay."

The demon king narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the purple flames at his fingertips danced more and more violently.

The moment Ye Yang made this request, both sides fell into a brief silence.

In the silence, it seems that we can hear each other's heartbeats.

The demon king's figure floated slowly in the air, and the purple demonic energy flowed freely with his movements, like a group of nimble purple snakes.

Ye Yang shook his head.

"That's wrong. The difference between races is just an appearance. How can the goodness and evilness of the heart, the similarities and differences of wills, be generalized just because of racial divisions?"

In this vast world, all living beings seek something, either for survival or for development.

"Although some people in our race hold the narrow-minded view that 'those who are not of our race must have different hearts', there are also some knowledgeable people who understand that only cooperation can lead to a win-win situation."

More importantly, Ye Yang knew that this world had been visited countless times by alien races or other worlds over the years.

Many races are eyeing this world covetously.

He is also curious about other worlds.

In other words, it was extremely difficult for him to make further progress after reaching his current level of cultivation. If he wanted to make further progress, he would have to do something he could not do.

At that time, if you want to continue to break through, you must see the beauty of the world and integrate the cultivation methods of the world.

After gathering everyone's wisdom, this is the most important step.

"This deal is a good thing for both of us, but my race is special. We need a place where the ocean and land meet, and we also need spiritual veins to support our cultivation. Not just any place will do."

Hearing Ye Yang's words.

The Three Dream Demon King nodded slightly, glanced at Ye Yang like lightning, and spoke slowly.

"I know you have been looking for Deep Sea Azurite and Nine Heavens Meteorite. Today I will tell you where they are."

Ye Yang's eyes lit up, and a hint of anticipation surged in his heart. He cupped his hands and said, "Please let me know."

The demon king said calmly.

"The Deep Sea Azurite is hidden in a hundred-mile area deep in the sea, and the Nine Heavens Meteorite has fallen in the extremely cold land at the edge of the ocean. It is surrounded by an ice and snow magic array formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is extremely dangerous."

Ye Yang took note of it silently and bowed again to express his gratitude: "Thank you for telling me, I will keep it in mind."

Seeing Ye Yang's words, the other party continued to speak.

"There is one more thing I want to discuss with you. We are now in the sea and facing the invasion of the demons. If I and my elder brother rely on our strength alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist the invasion of the demons."

"So I hope to cooperate with you to jointly destroy the demons and protect the peace of our two tribes."

When the two sides were communicating.

Suddenly, Ye Yang's footsteps paused involuntarily. He seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Ye Yang's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a fierce momentum sweeping in from outside.

The aura was icy and chilling, carrying a sense of murderous intent, as if it was going to tear the entire world apart.

And there is even a sense of brutality and cruelty in it.

"not good!"

Ye Yang was shocked, and his consciousness spread out instantly.

In his perception, three powerful auras were approaching at an extremely fast speed.

Two of the auras were as sharp as swords, obviously belonging to sword cultivators at the Yuanshen realm, but the third aura made him feel heavy-hearted.

It was a cold and violent force, full of the aura of destruction, which was the symbol of the demon clan!
"Why are the demons here?"

Ye Yang frowned, alarm bells ringing in his heart.

At the same time, he pinched his fingers together and quietly performed a spell to conceal his aura, reducing his presence to a minimum.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, gravel flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air.

The other people appeared beside Ye Yangdian without him noticing when.

Leading the group was a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a sinister face and eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

“Sure enough, it’s here.”

"The aura of the Three Dream Demon Kings has not yet dissipated. It seems that we have arrived at the right time."

Behind him, two sword cultivators stood on his left and right. On the left was a white-haired old man holding an ancient long sword with complicated runes engraved on it.

On the right is a young woman with a stern face and a long sword in her hand that glows coldly.

Although the auras of the two men were not as violent as that of the man in black robe, they were more condensed, and they were obviously sword cultivators with extremely high skills.

Ye Yang held his breath and thought secretly in his mind.

The strength of these three people is not inferior to his, especially the man in black robe, who is obviously a strong man among the demons.

"The demons are still haunting us."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the princess's soul.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know how sincere I am just now. Let's continue the transaction, but the premise is that we must deal with these uninvited guests first!"

As he spoke, Ye Yang glanced at the demons who were approaching.

The red maple sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, as if it could tear apart the oppressive air at any time, and the Evil King Sword at his waist swayed slightly in the strong wind, as if ready to strike.

Ye Yang's eyes were calm, yet they revealed a chilling aura that could scare everything in its tracks.

It seemed as if the chaos and crisis around were just passing clouds.

In the distance, three black shadows saw Ye Yang and rushed towards him like ghosts. They were so fast that they were close to him in the blink of an eye.

His body was surrounded by a dark demonic aura that was so thick that it was almost tangible.

But the moment they saw Ye Yang, their original excitement turned into silence.

Especially looking at the knife and sword in Ye Yang's hands, it makes people even more confused.

"You are, the master of both swords and knives, Ye Yang?"

The leader narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and his voice was hoarse and cold, as if it came from the abyss of the underworld, with a hint of chill.

Ye Yang remained silent, but slightly raised the Red Maple Sword in his hand. The sword flashed a cold light under the dim sky, like the coldest star in the night sky.

The three powerful demons looked at each other, and a hint of hidden fear flashed in their eyes.

Although Ye Yang didn't say anything.

But they seemed to have recognized the identity of the visitor.

"Ye Yang is an expert in both swords and sabers!"

"Look at this sword and this knife, it is definitely him without a doubt."

This name is well-known in the spiritual world.

Whether it is the way of the sword or the way of the sword, they are both extremely domineering techniques.

This man practiced both sword and knife, and he had cultivated the way of sword and knife to the pinnacle. His fighting power was unparalleled in the world. As early as when he was the True Man of Dharma Appearance, he single-handedly fought against three powerful men of the same level.

Moreover, he has the skills of combining sword and saber in his hands. Even if someone has a higher level of cultivation than him, he dare not say that he can definitely defeat him.

It was recently rumored that Yuan Yidao, the founder of the Lietian Sword Sect, died at the hands of the other party.

"No matter how powerful he is, he is just a Taoist of Yuanshen."

"The three of us are all Taoists of the Yuanshen Sect."

Another powerful demon pretended to remain calm, snorted coldly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"The three of us are all Taoists with spiritual power. If we join forces, are we afraid of him? No matter how capable he is, I think he can't escape even if he has wings!"

"Exactly that."

Ye Yang heard clearly what the other three people said, but he didn't take it to heart.

Just now, when these people attacked, he had already communicated with the demon king through the soul of the demon princess.

The other party was also rushing over, as long as he could hold the other party back.

When the two demon kings arrive, they will definitely be able to keep all these people here.

Ye Yang remained silent and slowly drew out the Evil King Sword from his waist.

I didn't see how he moved.

In an instant, the knife light was like snow, and the cold light was overflowing, interweaving with the extremely sharp sword light, forming a unique and dazzling light. (End of this chapter)