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 

Atlas Studios

Transcending the Nine Heavens

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The white jade teacup in Li Tongtian's hand slipped and fell to the ground, breaking into three pieces.

Right now, Supremacy Li's eyes were widened so large that they were the size of bells. Even his breathing became ragged and his face flushed completely red!

He could easily prospect Purple Crystal mines?

And easily extract Purple Crystal mines?

This… Wasn't this exactly what they, the Li Clan, had been racking their brains over for the last ten thousand years?

How was it that… this fellow came out of nowhere and actually resolved this ten-thousand-year old problem in an instant?

A wave of dizziness came over Li Tongtian. The Supreme Martial Artist next to him didn't fare any better; his mouth was gaping so big that one could easily fit two duck eggs in there.

A few soft thuds could be heard from outside — It was the sound of the other four Supreme Martial Artists eavesdropping outside knocking their heads against the tent.

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