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.
Chu Yang had blown his top!
[There's no justification for Ao Clan wanting to deal with me. But, they've still come to cope with me. This is like 'biting the hand that has fed them'!]
[The news that I've rescued Ao Xieyun has already spread far and wide in the Jianghu regardless of whether it is true or false. And, this news must've reached their ears as well. So, they mustn't have come to deal with me.]
[Shouldn't they express thanks to me now that they've come looking for me? But, why have they set up an ambush instead?]
The honorable Minister got angry in an instant.
He then decided that he must teach these people a good lesson regardless of what their motives were.
He hid several hundred feet away. He calmly lied down, and restrained all the vitality signs. Everything vanished in the blink of an eye; his heartbeat and pulses were no exception. In fact, he looked like a piece of decayed log in the forest.