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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 · Oriental
Classificações insuficientes
1484 Chs

Worse Than A Beast!

Editor: Novel Saga

Seven Fragrances Paralyzing Poison… his entire body had been paralyzed. Moreover, he couldn't use his 'Soul Sea Gathering Technique' since he hadn't reached the Monarch Level either. No one was an exception to this! Not even an Emperor Level Expert on the peak of ninth grade…

Mo Wuxin's body was shivering. His body shouldn't have been able to shiver under the effect of Seven Fragrance Paralyzing Poison. But, his heart was so emotionally moved that he had managed to overpower the effects of this incredible poison.

His body had gone stiff, and he couldn't move. But, he still couldn't control his constant and instinctive trembling.

He couldn't speak. But, his eyes flashed with a trace of deep regret. He wanted to say a lot of things, but he couldn't speak at all…

He wanted to say… [You're not Mo Xingchen's son, ah. You're my biological grandson, ah…]

[You're the son of my son Mo Xing Hai! You're the direct descendant of my bloodline…]