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.
Deadly Crisis!
The Purple Bamboo in the forest continued saying violently and leaves were blown away, suspended in the violent torrent. This created a dreamy rain of purple leaves. All of a sudden, Meng Chaoran and Wu Yunliang vanished without a single trace!
The battleground was covered in blood and soaked a crimson red. Fresh blood puddles formed with two bodies motionless on the floor. These were the Black Blood League's brothers, Wu Cheng Feng and Wu Cheng Yun!
Both of the brothers had been stabbed right in the throat and perished, unable to breathe! Among the ten attackers who remained, two of the brothers, Sun Jian and Sun Feng's faces were pale. A steady stream of blood began to trickle down from the edge of their mouths. The other two Revered Martial Artists who were from the Golden Horse Riders Department had pale faces and messy hair. The female Revered Martial Artist spat out a clump of fresh blood to cope with her injuries as her face was almost as red as a tomato.