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.
A demonic-looking figure, a great roc.
Also skilled in the Bloodcurse Imprint and Stellar Transposition; although previously Qin Wentian wasn’t proficient in any of the nine ultimate arts, he was the one that obtained the completed Divine Stele. In that case, things made sense now.
As he thought of this, Chen Wang inclined his head, staring at the silhouette standing atop the great roc. His heart pounded incessantly, as his countenance turned pale white.
It was him.
It was definitely him.
He didn’t die in the Pill Emperor Hall. And now he had returned in the guise of another.
The power of his bloodline was even stronger, like the overlord of all demons. The explosive augmentation of his bloodline let him break past the bindings of cultivation realms, allowing him to project an aura similar to third level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns.