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.
Young Master Huang Xialiu
Editor: Atlas Studios
Recently, Chu Feiyan had always been wandering outside the Blood-Payers Hall, waiting for the news of the elixirs. Among the crowd in yellow, the angelic Chu Le'er, who was in a green shirt, was helping Chu Feiyan to treat their guests.
Among them was a teenager who was also in yellow. A golden dragon was embroiled on his clothes in front of his chest. Although he was sitting down, one could see that he was tall and thin, just like a bamboo pole, particularly a bamboo pole that had jaundice.
Chu Yang dared to bet that if this guy was completely dismembered and had his flesh cut out of him, he would weigh no more than 2.5 kilograms.
Even his hair was yellowish, and also a bit greenish, which looked just like withered grass. Who knows what kind of body constitution he had; his hair even had such kind of colors! Chu Yang took a tumble: It's autumn now.