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Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang, the Ninth Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, sacrificed almost everything he had for the sake of improving his martial arts, including the love of his life. After spending three years locating the fifth fragment of the Nine Tribulations Sword, he was ambushed by all sides at that very place. Mortally injured with no means of escape, Chu Yang executed a sacrificial technique by plunging the Nine Tribulations Sword into his very own heart. “With the blood of my heart, ten thousand tribulations will collapse!” After witnessing the death of all his ambushers, Chu Yang’s vision began to darken. At a distance, moments before his death, he saw the mastermind who had plotted his downfall — Mo Tian Ji. With that, his eyes finally closed. However, with a start, Chu Yang once again awoke to find that he had returned to when he was sixteen years of age! Furthermore, the Sword Spirit of the Nine Tribulations Sword now resided within his Dantian, the energy center of his body! From that very moment, Chu Yang would then begin to right all of his past regrets, and carve his very own legend by fulfilling his destiny as the final Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and defeating the Heavenly Devils beyond the realm of the Nine Heavens Continent.

Feng Ling Tian Xia · Eastern
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First Persuasion!

Using the momentum of the punch, Chu Yang shot forward. He jumped up into the air before suddenly kicking back down.

Compared to Ji Mo's group, Chu Yang's martial power was much weaker. Because of the difference in their cultivation levels, they were able to see Chu Yang's attack clearly.

However, what astonished them was that Chu Yang drained almost all of his energy with just three moves and went into a state of exhaustion.

Nevertheless, he showed no signs of stopping and each punch that he produced was perfectly combined with all of his forces together.

The wind from his punches pushed through the atmosphere. In an instant, without any sound, he had punched thirty to forty times! His posture was firm and the only worrying thing was his heavy breathing. It seemed that if he continued, his lungs would give up on him, unable to keep up with the continuous strain he was placing on them.