Feng Ling Tian Xia

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.

Novel Saga 

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Transcending the Nine Heavens

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Chu Yang's complexion turned heavy.

"Your Iron Cloud Army can make a surprise attack as soon as I withdraw tomorrow morning. Fight a decisive battle with my returning army, and that will give you – King of Hell Chu – a glorious victory!" Diwu Qingrou continued further, and he stressed on each word as he spoke, "I suppose I will owe you a big one!"

"What if I say no?" Chu Yang asked without any expression.

"Then… I will lead the army, and return to Great Zhao. I – Diwu Qingrou – may never exterminate Iron Cloud in my entire life, but Iron Cloud will never get to unify the entire world! And, I won't be facing any imminent disaster either. After all, my martial power is enough to allow me to live for two or three hundred years without any problem. But, I don't know whether Minister Chu can afford to wait for 2 or 3 centuries!"

Diwu Qingrou raised his face, and looked at Chu Yang as he slowly spoke one word at a time.

A Foolproof Plan!