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

On the other side, in the Shipping Building.

Ye Yang's fingertips slowly slid across the surface of the jade slip, his movements gentle and focused.

A mysterious and vast star map was clearly reflected in a pair of eyes.

The Three Dream Demon Kings narrowed their eyes slightly, and the demonic power lingering around their bodies unconsciously relaxed, appearing extremely solemn.

The Dragon King also raised his head slightly, his dragon whiskers trembling slightly, and his golden eyes were full of deep thought.

"My two Taoist friends, what do you think?"

Just after they finished copying the boundless scriptures, they unexpectedly found an ancient star map hidden deep inside the bottom of the jade slip, which spanned the endless star field. This was really beyond their expectations.

The star map was huge. When spread out, it was dozens of feet in size and extremely open. The points of light inside were shining like gems on a black curtain.

Some of them shine brightly, like the scorching sun hanging high in the sky; some of them are dim and deep, as if they are the abyss hiding endless secrets.

Each starlight is a world, and it seems that there are many worlds carefully marked on the star map.

"...The world we live in is as small as a speck of dust in this vast star field."

After looking for a long time, Ye Yang discovered that a point on the star map was the world where he and others were. The light spot was a little mottled, obviously caused by being rubbed by people frequently.

Ye Yang's voice was low and hoarse. At this moment, not only him, but also Dragon King and the Three Dream Demon Kings also had solemn expressions and spoke in a deep voice.

"This star map not only marks the upper planes such as the 'True Spirit Realm' and the 'Mysterious Heaven Realm', but even mentions the legendary 'Fairyland Fragment'!"

The Tianshui Realm where the two were born is just a small world, even Ye Yang's world of cultivation cannot compare to it. Now seeing this huge star map, a hint of disbelief also flashed in their eyes.

But then, a hint of yearning was revealed.

The infinite sea of ​​stars, thousands of worlds, tens of thousands of cultivators, countless outstanding figures, and endless secret treasures.

Maybe there are unlimited opportunities to help them break through, who would not take it to heart?

At this moment, Ye Yang stared deeply and firmly at the most dazzling star in the center of the star map.

Under the stars, the words "Tianlan Star Region" were marked.

"No wonder..."

Ye Yang murmured, with a hint of realization in his voice.

"I'm afraid this 'Cang Hai Wuliang Sutra' is far from what we imagined as the sect's Taoist method of Haiyun Tower..."

Ye Yang spoke slowly, his tone firm.

"It's more like a key, or a guide!"

"A guide?" The Three Dream Demon Kings and the Dragon King simultaneously looked at Ye Yang, their eyes full of doubt and inquiry. "A guide... to a higher path of cultivation!"

Ye Yang nodded.

"The first owner of Haiyun Tower was probably a powerful person who came from other star regions, and this star map is the precious guide he left for future generations!"

The three people's eyes met in the air, and they looked at each other, and saw the burning desire and longing in each other's eyes.

On the other side, outside the Feitian Gate.

Two demon ancestors in the realm of refining emptiness came from the air, with demonic energy surging around them. Their figures could not be seen clearly, but their bodies, like a surging black sea, covered the sky completely.

The two of them just raised their hands casually.

Immediately afterwards, boundless and powerful demonic energy instantly transformed into a giant palm ten thousand feet high, and slammed towards Feitianmen’s mountain protection formation with an overwhelming force!

"boom--!"

The light curtain of the Yin Yang Guixu Formation began to tremble violently. No matter how the people in Feitian Gate resisted, it was of no use.

Soon, the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and the spirit stones at the base of the formation made crisp explosion sounds one after another, and the entire Feitian Gate seemed to have encountered a cataclysmic earthquake.

The earth shook violently, and countless disciples were shocked to the point of spitting blood, with despair on their faces.

"A mere human clan dares to block the path of our demon clan's progress?"

The Demonic Ancestor sneered, and it seemed as if he had gathered the cries of thousands of ghosts, shaking the surrounding mountains so much that they collapsed one after another.

"Motian, today, I will turn Feitian Gate into a pool of blood!"

The Taoist Refining Void beside the Demonic Ancestor also echoed in a grim manner. He waved his big hand, stretched out countless ferocious ghost hands, and frantically tore at the crumbling formation.

Inside Feitian Gate, the faces of many remaining monks turned as pale as paper.

"Lianxu Dao Realm... How can we resist such a powerful opponent?!"

"I'm afraid the mountain protection formation won't last more than three breaths!"

A trace of despair emerged in everyone's heart.

It's not their fault.

But the opponent is just too strong.

What is the concept of a cultivator in the realm of Lianxu Dao?

Many people have never seen this in their entire lives of practice. Even with the current strength of Feitian Sect, the highest practitioner in the sect is only at the Yuanshen Dao Realm.

There is a deep gap between the Yuanshen Dao realm and the Lianxu realm, which many cultivators cannot cross in their lifetime.

What’s more, the two who appeared were two Void Refining Monks.

Not to mention that the ancestor Ye is not in the sect at the moment.

In other words, so what if it's there?

As a cultivator at the Yuanshen Dao realm, how could he resist these two Lianxu ancestors?

At this moment, not only was Feitianmen in chaos.

The sudden appearance of this powerful demon cultivator had a terrifying aura and alarmed many people.

Many powerful people hid aside, watching how Feitianmen would overcome this difficulty.

Obviously, while Feitianmen was attacking the Haiyun Building, it was also targeted by some people with ulterior motives.

Above the sky, demonic clouds rolled and gathered like ink, with a fierce momentum.

"You still dare to resist!"

The old ancestor Mo Tian had a look of disdain on his face. He sneered and raised his hand to wave casually.

In an instant, countless demonic spirits surged out and transformed into a hideous and terrifying ghost claw, which slammed towards the gate of Feitianmen with the momentum of destroying the world.

"boom--!"

The light curtain of the mountain protection formation shook violently under this blow, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. It was about to be completely shattered, and Feitianmen was in imminent danger.

At this moment, a clear and firm shout suddenly resounded through the sky, like a huge bell.

"Disciples of Feitian Sect, listen up - form a sword formation!"

Huo Bingshuang was dressed in a snow-white robe with its sleeves rustling. In her hand, she tightly grasped an ice crystal sword emitting a faint blue light, and she stepped into the air with a nimble posture.

A biting cold air emanated from her body, and the air seemed to be frozen wherever she passed. With a slight wave of the sword, endless frost and snow fluttered down, creating a bone-chilling area in the world where demonic energy was rampant.

"The great Daoist formation, rise!"

At the same time, Yan Qingying on the other side came slowly and heroically, with a sword ball also hanging behind her.

The sword ball spun around and suddenly shone brightly.

After a while, the long sword burst out with dazzling sword light, radiating light. Two completely different auras intertwined with each other, forming two sword formations in an instant, facing the Demon Ancestor Lianxu.

"The mantis is using his arms as a chariot, and he is overestimating his own abilities!"

But this seemingly terrifying sword formation was just a joke to the Demonic Ancestor. He sneered with contempt, and with a flick of his sleeves, the endless demonic mist instantly transformed into thousands of hideous ghosts. They let out creepy roars and pounced on Huo Bingshuang and Yan Qingying with their fangs and claws.

Huo Bingshuang bit her lips tightly, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her lips, but she did not retreat, her eyes were as firm as iron.

She raised the ice sword high and swung it violently. Frost sword energy rushed out like a pouring galaxy, instantly freezing countless demon shadows.

Yan Qingying used her sword to take an unconventional approach, cleverly avoiding the attack of the demon shadow. Wherever the Qingfeng sword passed, flames burned blazingly, burning the diffuse demonic fog completely.

However, the gap in the realm of refining emptiness is too huge after all, like an insurmountable chasm.

"puff--!"

The Demon Ancestor suddenly exerted his strength and slapped down heavily with his palm.

The ice sword in Huo Bingshuang's hand shattered. The powerful impact caused half of her body to be stained with blood. She slammed heavily into the stone steps of the mountain gate like a kite with a broken string, raising a cloud of dust.

When Yan Qingying saw this scene, her eyes were bloodshot and her heart was filled with anger and grief.

She desperately swung her sword at the Purple Armored Demon Ancestor, but the Dark Eyed Demon Ancestor lightly pointed at her, and the powerful force sent her flying. The long sword in her hand also broke under this blow, and blood spilled into the air.

"Uncle Master Yan!"

Huo Bingshuang struggled to get up from the stone steps, her blood-stained white clothes fluttering in the wind.

Yan Qingying coughed, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she smiled miserably.

"Today, we can only protect Feitian Gate by dying!"

The two looked at each other, the determination in their eyes was as hard as steel, and there was no intention of backing down.

"Ignite my spirit and sacrifice my sword heart!"

The ice crystals around Huo Bingshuang suddenly exploded, turning into countless cold rays, emitting a terrifying aura.

The broken sword in Yan Qingying's hand reignited its raging fire, the flames shot up into the sky, and the light shot straight into the sky.

The two of them actually burned their magic power and purple palace foundation at the same time, concentrating their lifelong cultivation into this final sword.

but!

The ancestor Mo Tian looked at Yan Qingying and Huo Bingshuang's sword, which was made with all their strength, and just frowned in disdain.

"Is this all you can do?"

He casually raised his hand, palm facing up, and the black demonic energy quickly gathered in his palm, forming a huge black vortex.

The vortex was like a black hole, emitting a powerful suction force, and the surrounding air was distorted.

Ancestor Mo Tian gently clenched his sword, and the sword energy that contained all the hopes of Yan Qingying and Huo Bingshuang was sucked into the vortex in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a violent roar was heard from the vortex.

The sword energy was seen struggling and twisting wildly in the vortex, and finally with a bang, it turned into countless tiny pieces of spiritual light and dissipated in the air.

Yan Qingying and Huo Bingshuang's faces were already pale and their steps were unsteady because they had used all their strength in the attack. They had just burned their souls and magic power and used all their Purple Mansion cultivation in one attack, and they were already at the end of their strength.

His body shook a few times and then he fainted.

"You ants, dare you challenge the majesty of the ancestor? Today, Feitianmen will perish!"

The Demonic Ancestor snorted coldly and flew down. Wherever he passed, the entire mountain of Feitian Gate collapsed bit by bit.

At this moment, a clear sword sound suddenly rang out, like the cry of a phoenix in the sky, instantly resounding through the sky!

In an instant, the surging evil energy seemed to be frozen as if under a spell, the raging gale also came to an abrupt halt, and even time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The two Demon Ancestors suddenly raised their heads and their pupils shrank sharply!

Above the sky, a skinny figure walked down from the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world.

The man had a long green sword hanging on his waist. The sword had not yet been unsheathed, but it had already filled the space between heaven and earth with a murderous aura!

"Who is this? A swordsman?!

The Demon Lord frowned slightly, wondering what confidence the other party had to dare to stop the two of them.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the opponent's sword, and seemed to have thought of something. His voice could not help but tremble, as if he had seen the most terrifying nightmare in the world. He was so scared that his face turned pale, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran away!
However - the green-clothed swordsman simply raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, then put his fingers together like a sword and swung it lightly.

"cut."

"Zheng——!"

A green sword light fell like a galaxy, spanning the entire sky. The sword light was pure and flawless, yet it contained the supreme sword intent to destroy everything!
The old ancestor Lianxu who was closest to him didn't even have time to utter a scream before his body was annihilated bit by bit by the sword light, and his demonic soul also disappeared without a trace!
With one sword, the demon was slain!
The world fell into silence, and everything seemed to have lost its sound.

Everyone in Feitian Gate stood there in a daze, staring at the scene in disbelief.

The demon ancestor who was in the realm of refining emptiness... died just like that?

The green-robed swordsman slowly sheathed his sword, his eyes calmly swept across Feitian Gate, and he spoke lightly.

"The demons should behave like demons. If they invade our Yalongling territory, they should be killed."

Before he finished speaking, his figure gradually dissipated like smoke, as if he had never appeared in this world.

But the sword light did not stop, another peerless sword energy suddenly shot out from the void, carrying the power to destroy the world, and was about to pierce through the two Demonic Ancestors.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly exploded, like thunder rolling in the sky. Its power shook the sky and went straight into people's hearts, making the heaven and earth tremble.

Then, a deep and dark crack suddenly appeared in the originally calm sky, as if it was a door leading to an unknown and terrifying world.

A giant hand that covered the sky and the sun slowly stretched out from it.

This giant hand is as big as a mountain and majestic, and every inch of its skin is wrapped with mysterious and ancient purple-gold magic patterns.

Then the five fingers of the giant hand opened, and a suffocatingly powerful suction force suddenly erupted, actually crushing the sword energy that was powerful enough to kill the Demon Ancestor Lianxu!
"boom--!"

The moment the sword energy collapsed, a dazzling light burst out and turned into a flickering light all over the sky, like tiny stars scattering and falling.

But the giant hand seemed to be made of steel and was completely intact.

It took advantage of the situation and grabbed them with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, it grabbed the two seriously injured and dying Void-Refining Monks who were lying on the ground into its palms.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal, if you have the ability, come to my Demon Realm."

When these words were spoken, everyone was extremely shocked and started discussing it. They were extremely surprised when they heard these four words.

"Could it be the Qinglian Sword Immortal from Taixu Sect?"

"Hiss! It's actually this senior."

"A mysterious figure who is hard to find his head or tail, wandering the mortal world. It is precisely because of his Taixu Dao Sect that he dared to confront the legendary emperor and survive."

Qinglian Sword Immortal!

The miraculous Qinglian Sword Immortal of Taixu Taoism who roamed the mortal world was born.

He was so terrifying that it was a little scary.

Even in the deepest part of the void, that powerful voice was somewhat fearful.

The next moment, the giant hand slowly withdrew, and the crack in the sky slowly closed, as if everything was just an illusion of the crowd and had never really happened.

Only the remaining demonic power lingered between heaven and earth like a substance, silently telling of the supreme power and arrogance of the terrifying existence just now!
There was dead silence throughout Feitian Gate.

Everyone stood still, their eyes wide open with fear and disbelief in their eyes. They stared for a long time at the sky that had returned to calm, as if they were still doubting whether everything they had just seen was real.

With one hand, he covered the sky and rescued the two demons in an instant!

Truly covering the sky with one hand.

(End of this chapter)