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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 · 東方
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1484 Chs

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Tan Tan had lost his head, and couldn't select the right way to go back in the rush. He was as anxious as a stray dog, and as restless as a fish that had barely escaped the net.

He nearly returned to the cave soon after. However, he suddenly had a realization. So, he turned his head and confirmed that those three weren't following him. This made him groan. Then, he sat down on the ground, and gasped heavily for breath.

[That was scary! That white-robed man… was so frightening!]

[Why didn't that large pack of silver wolves dare to fight back?]

Tan Tan wiped his cold sweat. He still had a lingering fear in his heart. He thought for a very long time about the prowess of that white-robed man. However, only the word 'scary' could do justice to his description.

[Damn. I was lucky that those three psychos mistook me as their king for some reason. Otherwise, I would've been in a big trouble…]