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.

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Transcending the Nine Heavens

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Seventh Master Xiao could only smile bitterly; he knew that Ye Wubo wouldn't believe him. But he insisted on saying, "Ye Wubo, speak with your true heart, am I the kind of person who's afraid of trouble? Even if we were really enemies, how would I be afraid of you?"

Seventh Master Xiao continued sincerely, "If all these things were really done by me, why should I explain them to you? Wouldn't it be more direct to fight with you? Brother Ye, you must believe my painstaking efforts."

Ye Wubo laughed, and said admiringly, "Seventh Master Xiao, I really admire you! How does your mouth grow? I feel really strange. When your upper lip touches your lower lip, white becomes black; when your lower lip touches your upper lip, black becomes white again…"

Who is to be afraid of who in a desperate struggle?