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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When Chu Yang extracted this piece of Holy Crystal, Chu Yang suddenly felt his heart tremble for some unknown reason.

All of a sudden, a strange battlefield seemed to appear before his eyes!

At the same time as he looked over, Chu Yang felt like his soul had been violently rammed against!

In the scene stood a mighty and domineering man of great stature and large build. His body was entirely purple. Holding a sword of purple light on his hand, he maneuvered left and right among an endless crowd of people. When his sword slashed through the air, several hundred strange-looking people died under his sword.

The battle situation became increasingly intense. More and more of his opponents appeared, surrounding him as though crashing tides. He fought on just like that, as though a madman.

Behind him was a magnificent-looking gate of strategic importance!

He had no comrades, no companions!

Purple Cloud Heavenly Emperor