In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together. For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator. Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens. Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.
Jun Yu knew that Qin Wentian only had enough strength for a single strike. And the strength to unleash that one fatal strike consisted of the entirety of energy within Qin Wentian’s body.
After he executed that strike, Qin Wentian would be totally defenceless, anyone could kill him with ease.
But even so, Jun Yu still unhesitatingly chose to use that defensive treasure his master bestowed upon him. The threat of that sword strike was too great to him, he didn’t dare to take the risk.
As that protective astral river appeared, the space around him all bent away. Jun Yu had a sardonic smile on his face as his eyes twinkled with malice, staring at Qin Wentian.
A raging wind gusted past, as Qin Wentian’s silhouette disappeared. The force of that sword finger didn’t erupted towards Jun Yu at all.
Qin Wentian only had a single strike. In fact right from the beginning, he had never even intended to use it against Jun Yu.