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.
Among the deafening laughter of the crowd, the Young Valley Master, though he remained as poker face as usual, was a little apologetically embarrassed nonetheless. He was a lot more cautious the next time he had to do a roll call, checking both the name and the person's face before he allowed them through.
As the roll call went on and reached the Ling Clan, what was listed was precisely the name Ling Hanwu!
Chu Yang looked over, only to see Ling Hanwu's expression as stiff as a board, much worse than even the few earlier from the Ye Clan and Xiao Clan.
Startled again, Chu Yang paused for a moment before he said tentatively, "Uncle Ling, you're here too."
Ling Hanwu grunted in response, "Ah."
Chu Yang was stupefied.
What was going on?
Moreover, the way this Ling Hanwu was looking at him didn't feel right at all.
Looking at him from the side, his face looked like it did not have any rosiness at all…