Chapter 1: If there is an afterlife, I'll dance with you under the sky!

  Nine Heavens, between Cloud Sea, Wind Thunder Platform, One Line Heaven!

  Here is the Jiǔ Chóng Tiān mainland, Upper Three Skies, a place of absolute terrain, Wind and Thunder Platform!

  Above can receive wind and thunder, going in and out of a line of heaven!

  But at this moment, Fengleitai was a bloody and dismal scene!

  "Chu Yang, hand over the Jiuxing Sword! Spare your life!"

  "Chu Yang, you're already at death's door, hand over the Nine Tribulations Sword. We can spare your corpse!"

  "Chu Yang, the Nine Tribulations Sword, a divine artifact of the highest order in the world, is being wasted in your hands. For so many years, you've made no progress at all, it's simply a waste of heaven's gift! You'd better hand it over..."

  A burst of loud cries came from all directions.

  On the central platform of the Wind and Thunder Altar, a large stone slightly protruded, on which Chu Yang stood in black clothes, his entire body bathed in blood, with disheveled hair, but his face was still eternally calm. His eyes were as cold and steady as rocks! His body remained straight like a spear!

  Just like the sword in his hand, it was full of unyielding and unrelenting meaning!

  Even though he had already suffered fatal injuries!

  Under his feet, within a radius of several hundred feet in all directions, there were countless severed limbs and mutilated bodies, with blood splattered everywhere.

  Looking around at the crowd of experts who were shouting but not charging over, Chu Yang's face revealed a hint of mocking smile, arrogant and disdainful!

  Facing such a master, even though he has exhausted his resources, he still has an air of arrogance that pierces the sky!

  These people are all good at arithmetic. They know that although they are now exhausted, whoever comes up will have to face their own fatal blow, and no one wants to be the one who takes the fall. They just hope someone rushes up stupidly to seek death. But nobody is foolish, so they unexpectedly stopped fighting simultaneously at this time.

  Someone like this, with a temperament like this, no matter how high their cultivation is or how many people they have; even if they can kill me ten thousand times, they are not worthy of being my enemy!

  Chu Yang sneered and sat down slowly, his face still expressionless, but his heart was filled with doubts.

  How could the matter of Jiuxiao Sword in his own hands be leaked out?

  I had clearly investigated for three years before confirming that there was a section of the Ninth Tribulation Sword in the Wind and Thunder Platform, and after going through countless hardships, I finally found an opportunity to risk my life and come to the Upper Three Heavens. But why did I encounter such a grand ambush after arriving here?

  Today, I've only been in the Upper Three Days for five days, and I just found Fenglei Platform when I was ambushed!

  Today's situation is purely hopeless!

  Who knows one's own plans when one is always mysterious in their movements?

  I charged forward dozens of times, but was blocked every time! And the places I chose were all dead ends! According to common sense, there's no reason I shouldn't be able to charge out!

  Who is so familiar with one's own habits? Who is this hidden enemy?

  This problem has been troubling Chuyang for a long time.

  The Jiujie Sword shone brightly, reflecting the sunlight in the sky, as if drawing a long rainbow in mid-air. Everyone who saw this scene was filled with burning desire in their hearts, wishing they could grasp that divine object in their own hands!

  Ancient Divine Artifact! The First Divine Artifact of the Nine Heavens Continent!

  Whoever gets the Jiuxing Sword will be invincible in the world! The Jiuxing Sword contains a great secret of being invincible in the world. According to legend, the power of the Jiuxing Sword is not limited to this.

  Nine calamities and nine heavy heavens, one sword destroys the world; Thousands of autumns respect for eternity, outside the nine heavy heavens is another heaven!

  This is the only nursery rhyme circulating in the world about Jiuxing Sword. Its origin can no longer be traced. The Jiuxing Sword has always been just a legend, and no one ever thought that one day it would actually appear right in front of them.

  …………

  Chu Yang was also questioning in his heart. The Nine Tribulations Sword, yes, he had indeed obtained the Nine Tribulations Sword and found the five broken sword bodies step by step. But he was disappointed to find that the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword was not as great as he had imagined! Moreover, there was always a clear gap between himself and the Nine Tribulations Sword. No matter how much fresh blood he used to irrigate it or how sincerely he tried to sense it, there was no effect at all. Why was that?

  Why? Why?!

  Extreme emotions, extreme swordsmanship! Eradicate emotions and enter the sword, enter the martial way through the sword, seek the heavenly way through the martial way, at the cost of a lifetime of loneliness, with boundless slaughter as the treasure to ferry through life. Unfortunately, in the end, it is still impossible to cultivate the Nine Calamity Sword, cultivate the Nine Heavens Divine Technique!!

  Is it a mistake in one's own choice? Or is this path fundamentally wrong? Or... one's ruthlessness has yet to meet the Nine Calamity Sword?

  Merciless Swordsman, if a swordsman has emotions, can he still be called a swordsman? The way of the sword, the way of martial arts, and the way of heaven are all ultimately merciless... But at this moment when life and death hang in the balance, why am I so shaken?

  Jiuzhong Sword, Jiuzhong Sword, what is your secret?!

  Looking around at the greedy eyes staring at the Jiuyue Sword, Chu Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. You only know that getting this Jiuyue Sword will make you invincible under heaven, but do you know how much I've paid for it?

  Nothing is left anymore.

  A red, slender figure seemed to flash in my mind, becoming clearer and clearer. Slowly, a red sleeve fluttered, and from the depths of nowhere, a faint music seemed to emerge, while that slender figure began to dance slowly in a void of nothingness...

  Chu Yang's eyes suddenly became distant and melancholic...

  Fresh blood was flowing, and Chu Yang clearly felt his life rapidly slipping away. He had spent his entire life pursuing the martial way, entering the emotional realm, breaking free from emotions, transcending emotions to reach a state of no emotions, and finally annihilating all emotions. At the moment of death, he thought that his only regret should be not having reached the highest level in his lifetime pursuit, but unexpectedly, at this very moment, a figure emerged in his mind, someone he thought he had long forgotten.

  That red dress fluttering, the beautiful figure is absolutely stunning. That one glance, that one turn of the body... are all top-notch charm, lightly and gracefully singing and dancing in her own heart. Every time she glances back at herself, it's filled with deep emotions like the ocean.

  Don't underestimate Mo Qianwu, she's a woman from Chu Yang who can both capture and break hearts!

  "It turns out that I didn't really have a broken heart..." Chu Yang's mouth curled up into a self-mocking smile as he muttered to himself.

  A thread of regret quietly spread in his heart like smoke, and instantly swept across his entire soul.

  At this moment, his heart was no longer under control, nor did he want to control it...

  Dance lightly! I don't know if this time I'll go to the Yellow Springs, perhaps we can meet again?

  Light dance, do you know how much I regretted leaving you back then in order to cultivate the Three Calamities and cut off emotions?

  Chu Yang's heart was filled with a mix of melancholy and bitterness...

  "Everyone, let's go! Let's get rid of him once and for all! As for the Nine Calamity Sword, we can discuss it later!" Someone shouted loudly: "If not, when he recovers a bit, it will be our turn to make a big move!"

  The people around him suddenly made a loud noise, and in an instant, swords and knives were raised together, surrounding Chu Yang.

  Chu Yang remained seated, motionless and entranced, his eyes fixed intently on some point ahead, as if the eternal desolation of the ages had frozen him in place, a blood-stained strand of hair fluttering across his forehead...

  The figure in my mind danced more and more fiercely, forming a red shadow that was floating and uncertain, but had turned into a vast expanse of red silk, while a beautiful and desolate song drifted out from the red shadow...

  "A lifetime of not dancing lightly, one dance a lifetime of bitterness; this life is for you to dance, even if it's bitter, I'll dance for a lifetime!"

  This is a poem written by Mo Qingwu on the night of their engagement. I still remember, at that time, Mo Qingwu's eyes were filled with tears, her gaze was desolate and resentful, she... had already known that she was using her emotions to cultivate her skills, but she still threw herself into his arms like a moth to flame, allowing herself to burn passionately!

  That elegant and refined woman... Chu Yang thought wistfully, his heart filled with bitter regret. Only when life had reached its end did he realize the preciousness of true love... But for himself, it was already too late to turn back...

  I still remember that time when Mo Qingwu was rejected by himself for the last time, with a broken heart and soul, his spirit was not at peace, on his way back he encountered an attack, a legendary beauty, finally died in fragrance and jade.

  Upon hearing the news, I rushed over immediately, but ultimately arrived a step too late. Although afterwards I slaughtered every single member of Mo Light Dance's family, wiping out their entire clan and leaving no chicken or dog alive, my beloved could not be revived!

  That peerless beauty, at the moment of her death, gently lay in his arms and said to him: "Chu Yang, if there is a next life...if I can still meet you, I hope you can take a good look at me. I am more beautiful than your sword!"

  "Chu Yang, being able to die in your arms, I am very satisfied..." These were Mo Qingwu's last words...

  Light dance, you are not satisfied, you have regrets, otherwise, how would there be tears at the corners of your eyes? On the face of a beauty who had already lost her breath, those two drops of clear tears suddenly fell... Accompanied by the smile she forced out in order to avoid hurting herself at the moment of her death, it was so tragically beautiful...

  Two drops of clear tears, yet in that moment, shattered one's own heart into dust! From then on, this heart is sealed with dust.

  Light as a dream, dreams also float.

  Blood sea and bone mountain dance with witchcraft.

  With sword in hand, I travel a thousand miles; don't ask me where I'm going.

  Till death do us part in the ninth heaven!

  This is a poem written by Xue Lei Han, who was moved by Mo Qing Wu's deep affection for Chu Yang, and was specially created to express his feelings.

  Now, lightly dancing, you've reached the Ninth Heaven, but I'm still in the mortal world... However, I can immediately follow you through life and death... for all eternity!

  Chu Yang's eyes were lost in thought, and the corners of his mouth, which had always been cold and hard, curved into a gentle and melancholic smile. His long hair, stained with blood, fluttered in the wind...

  Dance lightly, wait for me!

  Light dance, do you know that if there is a next life, I would rather not cultivate any sword path, I would rather not have any peak, I would rather not have revenge, and be with you together! In this world, what can compare to the satisfaction of your smile? Nothing!

  The beautiful dance in my mind is gradually fading away, and Mo Light Dance's voice seems to be getting more and more ethereal: "This life for you to dance... lifetime for you to dance... a thousand folds of the heart unchanged... ten thousand deaths still not bitter... not bitter..."

  A flash of golden light, a sword sliced through the air and struck Chu Yang's face. His mind was dazed, and he instinctively raised his sword to block it. His thoughts were still with Mo Qingwu's voice in the darkness... This life is over, Qingwu, before I die, let me hear your voice once more...

  Not bitter... lightly dancing, you are bitter but don't feel bitter, now... I am very bitter! Regret is too late!

  More and more swords and knives are added to the body, blood splatters fly out, pain gradually focuses from all over the body, finally interrupting the singing and dancing in the brain!

  Chu Yang's furious long whistle! He suddenly stood up, his black hair flying violently! The hair tie was shattered! His extreme anger erupted!

  At the last moment of our lives, you still come to disturb our reunion! Damn it!

  With a loud crash, a sword pierced Chu Yang's chest. Chu Yang felt a sharp pain in his head, looked down and saw that the jade pendant hanging from his neck shattered into pieces before his eyes. The "dance" character in the middle of the jade pendant quietly fragmented...

  Chu Yang stretched out his hand in a daze and touched something, only to find it was just a handful of rubble. In an instant, his eyes widened in anger!

  This is the only memento left for Qing Wu by herself!

  "Kill!" Chu Yang suddenly raised his head, his eyes bursting with a fierce killing intent. With a loud roar, the Nine Tribulations Sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with countless sword lights, like nine heavenly lightning bolts that had merged into a single strip of light that bound the waist!

  Bang bang clang clang a burst of sound, all the weapons surrounding him were cut off neatly in one go!

  Everyone hastily retreated, looking at the neat circle of broken weapons under Chu Yang's feet with terror, cold sweat dripping down their backs. Who would have thought that the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword was so terrifying!

  They thought Chu Yang had exhausted his energy and was on the verge of collapse, it was the moment when everyone let their guard down. Each person's mind was calculating how to deal with the Nine Tribulations Sword after Chu Yang died, how to snatch it, and if they got it in their hands, how to escape. Just as each one was hastily thinking of a countermeasure, Chu Yang suddenly rose up with a sword! And its power was so great!

  Beyond expectation!

  Chu Yang's entire body was bathed in blood, he stood with his sword held high, his eyes coldly fixed on the crowd before him, scanning each and every one of them. Whenever his gaze fell upon someone's face, that person would involuntarily shudder all over.

  All I see in these eyes is infinite sorrow, infinite despair, infinite anger, and... infinite killing intent!

  Chu Yang looked around and suddenly asked softly: "Do you want the Jiuxing Sword?"

  Without waiting for anyone's response, he coldly laughed and slowly said: "Fine! I'll let you see the Nine Calamity Sword!"

  He suddenly sprang up violently!

  He had already suffered countless mortal wounds, yet he jumped up! In mid-air, all his wounds spurted blood simultaneously, but he remained unmoved, his face solemn and stern, coldly shouting:

  "Jiujie Sword, a hint of cold light, ten thousand meters of frost!"

  The Nine-Calamity Sword swung out, a single streak of light arcing into an arc! As the arc shot out, tens of millions of icy lights surged forth! These tens of millions of icy lights seemed to carry with them the most ancient desolation between heaven and earth...

  Jiū Jié Jiàn! Jiǔ Chóng Tiān Jiàn Fǎ! Yī Jiàn!

  Translation:

  Nine Calamity Sword! Nine Heavens Sword Technique! One Sword!

  Jiǔ Chóng Tiān is the name of this continent. Throughout history, all swordsmanship has never dared to use these three words as a name, but the Jiǔ Jié Swordsmanship directly uses the name "Jiǔ Chóng Tiān"!

  Past and present, there is only this one set!

  Although Chu Yang couldn't exert the true power of the Nine Tribulations Sword, he had grasped these few swords for a long time. The power of these few swords was not as great as imagined, but it far surpassed ordinary swordsmanship.

  Dozens of masters around, knowing that this sword is not trivial, all brought out their ultimate skills, desperately defending against this attack! Everyone's body was shaking, feeling the weapons in their hands, almost unable to hold on.

  "The Jiuxing Sword, exterminating all under heaven, what's the harm?"

  The first move was not finished, and the second move had already arrived with a fierce killing intent! The surging light was like a tidal wave in the ocean, with endless killing intent bursting out of the sky! Cries of despair echoed, as more than ten top experts who could dominate an entire region struggled to resist, but were still splattered with blood and retreated in disarray.

  At this moment, everyone has a misconception: Chu Yang is absolutely fine now! He's in perfect condition!

  They didn't know that they had interrupted Chu Yang's reminiscence, interrupted Mo Qingwu's dance, and made Chu Yang completely furious, thoroughly unleashing all the potential of his body! This was the power of life, the fury of the soul! This power would even far surpass his peak period!

  "Jiujie Sword, gathering wind and clouds is the emperor!"

  Chu Yang's cruel and stern laughter, the Nine Tribulations Sword swung around, and a huge crown seemed to appear! That dazzling pressure, covered the sky and earth! The sword light pointed, the mournful cries were continuous, one after another blood arrows flew up, one by one head rolled down from their necks, like a cart of rotten watermelon had been overturned...

  The king has arrived, all living things in the world, I will slaughter at will! As I wish, I will take and destroy!

  "Jiū Jié Jiàn! Zhǎn duàn hóng chén duō qíng kè!"

  Translation: "Nine Calamity Sword! Sever the sentimental guests of the red dust!"

  "Nine Calamity Sword! Corpse Mountain Blood Sea Eternal Fragrance!"

  Three moves in unison, the ground stained with blood turned into a Shura slaughterhouse once again! All of the dozens of people who came to attack this time, without exception, fell to the ground in a pool of blood!

  The sun sets, a stumble! With an arrogant gaze, looking around disdainfully. Casting one's eyes around dozens of meters, there is not a single person standing! The former masters, the former glory and honor, under the unmatched power of Jiuzhen Sword, all turned into a field of corpses!

  Want the Jiuxing Sword? You... are also worthy?!

  But Chu Yang had also thoroughly exhausted himself after this explosion!

  "Light dance, whether in heaven or on earth, who can stop our reunion?!" He stood with his sword at rest, panting, but gently closed his eyes. He was looking forward to the reappearance of the songs and dances in his mind. But, there wasn't!

  Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes and growled: "Why? Why is there none? Qing Wu..."

  In the distance, three directions, three glows rise simultaneously, and in mid-air, they transform into three golden silhouettes! Dazzling to the eye, with an aura of invincibility and arrogance.

  Phantom Golden Light, drawing the earth as king!

  This represents the appearance of three king-level warriors!

  Chu Yang's pupils constricted, and he let out a bitter laugh as he weakly gazed at the three golden silhouettes in the sky. His heart was icy cold. He had not expected his opponent's true killing move to emerge only now!

  He was just a Martial Grandmaster, and although he was only one level away from being a Saint, this one level was as different as heaven and earth!

  Three kings! What a big handwriting!

  "Good swordsmanship, indeed worthy of the Toxic Sword Martial Lord! However, this Upper Three Heavens is not a place where you, a mere Toxic Sword Martial Lord, can run amok!" Someone said calmly: "It's just a pity that I couldn't have a fair fight with you, what a regret!"

  As the voice faded away, the other two appeared together. The three of them were all wearing loose robes with wide sleeves, their clothes fluttering in the wind as they came forward. Their demeanor was elegant and refined, their faces calm and composed.

  Chu Yang's eyes had become somewhat blurry: "You three kings... also want the Jiuxing Sword?"

  "Mistake, we don't want the Jiuye Sword. We just want you to die!" The three of them smiled simultaneously, with an air of elegance: "However, taking the Jiuye Sword is also a pleasant surprise. A big gain!"

  Chu Yang sneered and straightened his back, proudly saying: "It's just a pity that you don't understand the Nine Tribulations Sword! You will never get it!"

  His eyes became resolute and determined!

  He is now powerless to fight back!

  But can still launch a final blow! Destruction!

  Destroy yourself, destroy Jiuxing Sword! Destroy your enemy!

  A flash of sword light, Chu Yang suddenly turned the Nine Tribulations Sword upside down and thrust it into his own heart! His eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared at the three people in mid-air as he shouted: "With my heart's blood, shatter the Myriad Tribulations! Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, overturn Heaven and Earth!"

  This is the only sword that he can exert his full strength, when he first saw the sword key, he knew that this sword could be performed by himself. But such a sword requires using one's own life to urge!

  Who dares to use such swordsmanship?

  As soon as this sword is drawn, people will die!

  The Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly flashed violently, like a sun appearing out of thin air. The sharp sword energy burst out fiercely, and the powerful force lifted Chu Yang's entire body into mid-air!

  This is the ultimate move of Jiuxing Sword! Using one's own heart's blood to sacrifice one's soul, thereby triggering the sword's soul! It is an absolute move that perishes with the enemy! This move can even kill opponents who are much stronger than oneself by several levels!

  It is the Jiu Jie Sword Soul that dominates and kills on its own, destroying everything!

  "Retreat!" The three kings' experts were greatly shocked, and they quickly fled outward! Compared to their calm demeanor when they arrived, the difference was like heaven and earth! That elegant and refined bearing had long since disappeared without a trace!

  They never thought that this Toxic Sword Master would actually be able to unleash this move!

  A loud crash, a brilliant sword aura rose, and the entire sky turned silver white! The three kings barely had time to raise their defenses, let alone make a miserable cry, before they were reduced to nothingness.

  Even their king-level powers' golden auras still flickered in mid-air, but their lives had already returned to nothingness!

  The sword soul of Jiuxing Sword can destroy even heaven and earth within its power range, let alone just three king-level warriors?

  Chu Yang suddenly felt a bit ridiculous and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Could it be that the secret to the Nine Tribulations Sword being invincible in the world was actually this? Then, what value did the number one divine object on the continent have left?

  But he faintly felt that it shouldn't be just this. But the true secret of Jiuxing Sword, he himself no longer had the opportunity to dig out...

  Chu Yang let out a sigh and found himself suspended in mid-air. He carelessly glanced around, only to discover someone he thought should never appear here.

  In the distance, a man in white clothes stared at this side with his eyes wide open and his face full of incredulity.

  "What a clever move!?" Chu Yang's eyes widened, finally understanding. Why had his own secret actions been ambushed by someone, why had all his attacks been calculated and intercepted?!

  It was him, with divine calculations and mysterious heavenly mechanisms.

  No wonder I ended up in such a mess!

  Chu Yang wanted to sneer, wanted to mock himself, wanted... but in the end he didn't do anything, he had lost all his strength, and he couldn't even think...

  Chu Yang's body slowly fell from the air, slowly falling backwards, like a withered leaf drifting in the late autumn, landing on the dusty ground, his face wearing a faint but warm smile, murmuring: "Qing Wu, if there is another life, I will dance with you under the sky!"

  Since death is inevitable, let's embrace it with the greatest passion and most intense longing! For there, are our loved ones!

  In the vast expanse, as if on a boundless snowy plain, snowflakes fell thick and fast, covering the earth in a silver veil. Amidst this backdrop, a slender red figure danced with ethereal lightness, seemingly welcoming him, yet also seeming to be anxious for Chu Yang. Her face was indistinct, but her deep, gentle, and unwavering eyes shone with a clear passion... The dance grew more intense, as if the nine heavens and nine earths were all bathed in a sorrowful, cold elegance, like fresh blood...

  In Chu Yang's heart, the sword tip of the Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and it was shining brightly before his eyes!

  Chu Yang, who had closed his eyes, seemed to hear a faint voice in the void, filled with fatigue and joy, as if he had been waiting for thousands of years, and said in a low tone: "...The nine calamities have become empty, life and death are still at ease; The blue sky can still be mended, why wait for the next life... Alas, finally waited..."

  In this voice, a mere twenty words, seemed to have gone through countless seas and mountains, so faintly discernible...

  Then a dazzling light burst out from his heart, shooting up into the air, flashing once, and suddenly dispersing into a blindingly bright rainbow that lit up the entire sky! Causing everyone who saw it to be blinded!

  But just in a flash, it soared into the sky, and then disappeared without a trace...

  On the Wind and Thunder Platform, the wind whispers, like sobbing, as if still repeating that one sentence of Chu Yang: If there is a next life... If there is a next life... Accompany you to dance under the sky...

  Haha, I'm back! Brothers and sisters, come on, let me accompany you, how about we conquer the nine heavens?!

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