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

The demon cultivator died.

The Nascent Soul that had originally condensed into shape had now turned into countless tiny pieces of spiritual light, scattering like bright stardust.

The rich spiritual energy spread quickly like mist, filling every inch of space around.

The spiritual energy in the air fluctuated violently, and there were faint wisps of spiritual breath dissipating.

Ye Yang knew very well that this Nascent Soul Qi contained enormous energy and magical uses.

If it weren't for the joint efforts of several Yuanshen Dao realm cultivators this time, how could they have been able to stop the opponent and keep his Yuanshen baby.

Not to mention anything else, but the spiritual energy emitted from this soul baby is enough for all the cultivators in Feitian Sect to practice for a year.

The next moment, Ye Yang raised his hand and waved it, and an ancient and exquisite jade bottle suddenly appeared in his palm.

The jade bottle was pure white, with some mysterious runes engraved on it. It emitted a faint glow, as if it had a strange suction force.

Ye Yang was concentrating, his eyes fixed on the scattered Nascent Soul Qi.

He raised his hands slightly, made a strange gesture, and muttered something.

As he moved, the jade bottle slowly flew up, with the mouth of the bottle aimed at the diffuse spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy emanating from the infant soul seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force and began to slowly gather towards the jade bottle.

As if pushed by an invisible giant hand, the rich spiritual energy roared like a whale and dispersed like clouds, then drilled into the bottle like a snake, and the originally empty jade bottle was gradually filled up.

Seeing Ye Yang put the soul baby into the bottle, Dragon King and the Three Dream Demon Kings looked at each other, and looked at the corpses of the demon cultivators, with a hint of excitement in their eyes.

Although the three demon cultivators are already dead.

But their bodies still exude a powerful and eerie aura.

The flesh and blood seemed to contain endless and powerful energy, like a sleeping giant beast, which should not be underestimated.

"The corpse of a cultivator in the Yuanshen Dao realm is a rare and precious treasure in the world."

The Three Dream Demon King fanned the feathers in his hands and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The three corpses of the Yuanshen Dao realm monks were quietly suspended in the air, as if being pulled by invisible threads.

There was a faint glow on the surface of the corpse, which was an irresistible temptation for any practitioner.

Ye Yang turned his head slightly, and the two monsters beside him had irrepressible excitement flashing in their eyes, like hungry wolves seeing their prey.

After all, cultivators at the Yuanshen Dao realm are rare.

There are not many people in the world who can cultivate to this level. Most of them are the founders of a certain force. They usually stay in seclusion and rarely appear.

"Gentlemen, we will each take one of these three bodies and distribute them this way. What do you think?"

Ye Yang made a suggestion.

Upon hearing this, the Dragon King and the Three Dream Demon Kings all laughed out loud, their voices as loud as a bell.

"That's exactly what I want. This soul cultivator is practicing the Dragon-Devil Twin Art, and the fluctuations of mana in his body happen to have some kind of mysterious connection with me."

"It's just right for me to study in depth."

As Long Jun spoke, he pointed his finger at one of the corpses, his eyes filled with a determined look.

The Three Dream Demon King gently waved the feather fan in his hand, and the patterns on the fan swayed gently with the movement. His eyes slowly fell on the corpse burned by flames, and he spoke slowly.

"This corpse is filled with a fiery aura, which will be of great benefit to my practice. I chose this one."

Ye Yang nodded slightly, his face calm, and then he collected the corpse of the demon cultivator holding the ancient bronze mirror.

Although it does not possess as much spiritual energy as the dissipated soul baby.

But it is still a rare treasure, extremely precious to both the Sun-Chasing Turtle and the Elephant Demon, and it may be able to help them make further progress.

After distributing the corpses, Ye Yang's gaze slowly turned to the storage bag next to this person.

He picked it up, closed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual power surged out. A wisp of spiritual consciousness penetrated into the storage bag like a gossamer.

"hiss--"

Even with Ye Yang's extensive experience, he couldn't help but gasp when he saw the things in the storage bag.

The storage bag was filled with all kinds of extremely rare materials. Pieces of warm-colored spiritual stones were piled up like a mountain, emitting a soft light.

These are just the norm.

In addition, there are dozens of magical instruments of various shapes and high grades. Each of them exudes a unique fluctuation of spiritual power, and it is obvious at a glance that they are of great value.

What surprised Ye Yang the most was that most of the precious materials in this storage bag were extremely rare and seemed to come from the world of these demon cultivators.

At this moment, the Evil King's Sword emerged from behind Ye Yang. The blade kept shaking and flashing with cold light. It circled in the air, making a "buzzing" sound, and seemed very excited, as if a long-hungry beast had smelled the scent of its prey.

Although there was no movement, the sharp wind from the blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

The Evil King's Sword is bloodthirsty and full of demonic nature. It is an alien demon sword that landed in the demon land of the Western Region.

Now, faced with this mineral containing powerful magical power, it is probably difficult to suppress the restlessness in my heart.

Obviously, these minerals are excellent supplements for it.

"Don't be impulsive."

Ye Yang scolded in a low voice. Although his voice was light, it carried an unquestionable majesty.

The Evil King's Blade was slightly restrained after being scolded by Ye Yang, but it was still circling in the air. However, the vibration of the blade became more and more violent, constantly conveying to Ye Yang its desire for the ore.

Ye Yang put away the Evil King's Sword.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a dark blue stone.

The stone was only the size of a palm, but it was covered with green light and was extremely dazzling.

It is crystal clear all over, emitting a charming luster, as if it has an invisible magic that can deeply absorb people's minds.

"Deep Sea Azurite!"

When Ye Yang saw this thing, he couldn't help but exclaimed, his voice full of surprise and disbelief.

When the Dragon King and the Three Dream Demon Kings heard the exclamation, they all looked at him in surprise, with a strange light flashing in their eyes.

Others may not know, but the two of them know it best. It takes more than one million kilograms of deep-sea azurite ore to refine a palm-sized piece.

Even though they were guarding the deep-sea azurite mine, the two of them did not have much in their hands.

"I didn't expect there would be such a treasure here."

The Three Dream Demon Kings shook their heads slightly, with a hint of sigh in their tone.

"It's difficult to mine this substance, and even more difficult to refine it. I don't know how much manpower and effort it will take. We have been guarding the treasure mountain and haven't finished refining it yet, but we never thought that the demons have already obtained it first."

"As expected, once the population increases, everything becomes easier. No wonder the human race has become one of the largest races in the world. Both the number of cultivators and magical instruments far exceed those of other races."

Ye Yang carefully took out the piece of deep sea azurite and held it gently in his hand.

Feeling the majestic water power contained in it, that power slowly flowed into his body like a gurgling stream.

This item can stabilize the spirituality of the magic weapon and enhance its quality. It is very precious and rare.

He thought to himself that if he could integrate this item into his Red Maple Sword, it would surely make the Red Maple Sword even more powerful and unleash even greater strength.

just.

The amount of this piece of deep sea azurite is really too small. According to his estimation, if he wants to successfully upgrade the Red Maple Sword, he will probably need a piece at least the size of a human head.

"Fellow Daoist Ye."

At this time, the eyes of the Three Dream Demon King flickered, and he suddenly broke the brief silence and said slowly, "Although this deep sea azurite is extremely precious, the quality and weight of the deep sea azurite in your hand is far from enough to make the Red Maple Sword achieve a qualitative leap."

"If you really want to find higher quality deep-sea azurite, I'm afraid you can only find it by going deep into the heart of the mine."

When Ye Yang heard this, his originally calm eyes suddenly lit up brightly, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, full of surprise.

I immediately thought of the previous conversation with the Three Dream Demon Kings.

"The deep sea azurite vein that Daoyou mentioned before is nearby. I wonder if it's true or not."

The Three Dream Demon King gently waved the feather fan in his hand, and the runes on the fan flickered with mysterious light. He smiled faintly and spoke calmly. (End of this chapter)