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.
When he saw this saber of Mo Qingwu's, even though he only saw the hilt, this Supreme Martial Artist also felt quite bemused.
This was clearly a handicraft saber. Whose saber could be so delicate and exquisite? Even if it was a saber for show, it didn't need to be so small…
It was clearly a gorgeous saber made by Ning Tianya to please his disciple.
And what kind of extraordinary power could this saber possibly have on the hand of a thirteen or fourteen years old little girl?
Moreover, this little girl was only a ninth-grade Martial Saint…
So he just grabbed it without scruples.
If Mo Qingwu used her saber, he didn't even need to dodge, he could just directly go and grasp it.
If he could grab the saber that the little girl cherished so much at the moment of life and death and break it into pieces of iron from the grasp, he could retaliate her tone of contempt just now…
Mo Qingwu's body retreated lightly all the way back.