The sky has nine levels!

Legend has it that the Nine Heavens is a realm beyond comprehension. Since ancient times, those who have been able to step into the Nine Heavens are few and far between.

The Wumu Mansion!

Once, it was one of the most famous martial arts families in the Great Yan Dynasty. But now...

Wild grass grew rampant, engulfing many courtyards in a sea of waist-high weeds. Only a handful of houses still showed signs of life, with figures flickering within.

"Qín Xiù'ěr, you dare to attack this deity!"

Heart-wrenching screams came from one of the rooms. A man lay on the bed, trembling, with dozens of horrifying wounds.

In the Tianyan Continent, a world where warriors are revered, cultivation progresses from Martial Apprentice, Martial Master, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Sovereign, Martial Emperor, Martial Saint, Martial God, Martial Emperor to the ultimate realm, the Imperial Realm!

Five hundred years ago, a young man named Lin Feng, with a single sword, conquered the world, ventured into the demonic abyss alone, crushed the demon realm, and ascended to the throne of an emperor.

Later, I met someone who claimed to be the kindest person in the Tianyan Continent—Cín Xiuer. She helped Lin Feng break through to the Ninth Transformation Emperor Realm.

At that moment, when Lin Feng's power was depleted, Gong struck him, repaying kindness with enmity.

"Qingxiu'er, you repay kindness with enmity. Today, I, Lin Feng, haven't died yet and will definitely make you…"

Reminiscing about the past, I clenched my fist.

Oh...

Intense pain caused the hand that had just clenched into a fist to loosen. At the same time, a new scene flashed in Lin Feng's mind.

"The Great Flame Dynasty, Wumu Mansion, Lin?"

It carried memories, and it carried everything. That feeling of water dissolving made Lin feel deeply attached to this courtyard.

Rest assured, I will take revenge for you one by one. From now on, there is no Lin Feng, only Lin!

His eyes were like those of a wild wolf, filled with boundless killing intent, causing the temperature of the entire room to drop.

"Li Liang, I will definitely get revenge for this!"

Yesterday afternoon, I went to the back mountain with Xiaoxue to collect medicine and met Li Liang, the grandson of Prime Minister Li.

Because Li Liang harassed Xiaoxue, Lin became angry. The two argued and eventually fought. Although Lin was just a first-rank martial artist, he was badly beaten. If it weren't for Lin Feng's soul, he would have been
dead already.

It is known from memory that Lin also has a father. Due to his careless cultivation, he went into demonic fire and his realm fell from the level of a third-rank martial master to that of a first-rank martial apprentice.

Five years ago! Lin's grandfather, Lin Xiaoteng, went to the Dark Forest to find a spiritual herb that could cure his walking fire demon and help his father recover. He never returned, and the wealthy family became impoverished.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Lin discovered within his dantian, a long sword appeared, emitting a faint spiritual energy that nourished his injured areas.

"This is the Nine Absolute Sword, it actually came with me. Could it be that the Nine Absolute Sword protected my wisp of a soul and prevented me from being completely destroyed?"

The Nine Extinction Sword was Lin's previous sword, renowned as the sharpest sword in the world. Forged from the Nine Sword Hearts, it shattered into pieces, scattering the Nine Sword Hearts across the land, leaving behind only a wisp of sword soul.

"Qin Xiuer, you spared no expense to get close to me, hoping to obtain the Jiujue Sword. Unfortunately, your dream has turned into bubbles. The Jiujue Sword has broken free on its own!"

In the land of Tianyan, there is a legend that whoever obtains the Nine Absolute Swords can become the supreme ruler of heaven and earth, breaking free from the shackles of the nine heavens. Lin almost achieved this in the past, but unfortunately...

The Nine Swords Heart, that was the ancient god. Back then many people tried to peer into it, and legend has it that the Nine Swords Heart's secrets were not limited to these, even Lin himself was the same, unable to unearth the true meaning of the Nine Ultimate Sword.

As qi flowed more and more, Lin dared not hesitate. She drew the qi in, a little at a time, into her dantian.

With such severe injuries, even if nourished by spiritual energy, Lin would only be a cripple. Thread after thread of delicate spiritual energy drilled into the dantian...

"Wow!"

Lin Jiao's ears heard a voice from the elder. True energy surged through his meridians, breaking down the shackles he had endured for many years. As a second-rank martial artist, he helped Lin break through a realm!

"Nine Exalted Swords, rest assured, I will find the Nine Sword Hearts and rebuild its glory, letting the Nine Exalted Swords echo throughout the heavens!"

With a surge of righteous fury, he burst from the room. Gathering the nine swords, it was time for Lin to unleash his killing spree.

Having no time to waste, Lin had to grow up as quickly as possible. He strained his memory and searched through the knowledge of his past cultivation, quickly remembering a technique—the "Returning to the Primordial Chaos Technique."

In my past life, I reached the realm of Nine-Turn Emperor, making it impossible to cultivate other techniques. This cultivation method was obtained from an ancient tomb and has been stored in my mind ever since.

Waves of spiritual energy swirled around Lin, causing him to abruptly open his eyes in disbelief. "Such a powerful technique," he muttered. "A martial arts practitioner can actually absorb spiritual energy!"

"This time, the Hongmeng Jue is at least at the Heavenly level, or even higher!"

Martial arts are divided into three, six, and nine levels. Good martial arts naturally accelerate the speed of absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Therefore, in the Tianyan Continent, martial arts have a strict level division.

There are five ranks: "Heaven", "Earth", "Human", "Mysterious", and "Yellow".

Across the entire continent, most cultivators are at the Xuan level or Huang level. The Tian level is the highest, and the Huang level is the lowest.

Lin retracted his surprised expression. No one knew better than he did what it meant for a martial practitioner to be able to absorb spiritual energy. At the **mortal stage**, being able to devour spiritual energy and reshape one's body...

Although insignificant, it was enough to make Lin Xing astonished. In rapid recovery, those wounds healed quickly, even the true qi of his dantian surged a circle.

"Creak..."

The door swung open, interrupting Lin's cultivation. A slender young man walked in from outside.

"Son, you're finally awake!"

A man walked over, with a kind expression on his face.

"Father, I'm sorry to have worried you!"

The man who walked in, also Lin's father - Lin He - had a hidden illness and could only be considered an ordinary person.

Lin couldn't find any clues about his mother from his memory. It seemed that the word "mother" had never appeared from the very beginning.

He asked his father many times, but it was always the same: he would wait until he grew up to tell him. Now that he was sixteen, he still didn't know where his mother was.

"Wake up, good! I'm finally relieved!"

Lin He crouched, sometimes coughing, very weak.

"Father, where is Xiaoxue?"

Now, only the three of them remained in the entire Wumu Mansion. Xiaoxue was Lin's sister, found by Lin He when he was gathering herbs in the mountains. Back then, Lin was just about a year old.

As the Wumu Mansion fell into disrepair, the servants and guards who had once protected it left one by one. Only these three remained, relying on each other for support.

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