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.
Lifting The Fog
Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios
It looked like Wu Juecheng had come to know a great deal about him during this period of time when he was at the Chu Clan.
In the Chu Clan, there were Chu Feiyan, Mo Qingwu and his parents. And now, Dong Wushang, Rui Butong, Mo Lei'er were there too…
If Wu Juecheng wanted to find out something, it really was very possible that he could link together everything that he had done in the Upper, Middle and Lower Three Heavens!
And put together a complete picture of Chu Yang!
"The reason why Chu Xiongcheng was able to recover is because you gave him the Mysterious Ice Jade Core and the Mysterious Yang Jade Core. Chu Feiling's sudden improvement in his cultivation was because you gave him an elixir…"
Wu Juecheng spoke slower and slower, the fog shrouding his face turning thicker and thicker.
Chu Yang hadn't been able to see his eyes and face clearly since a long while ago. And now, he couldn't even see his hair as well.