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Ancient Godly Monarch

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.

Jing Wuhen · Eastern
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Connecting With Immortality Through Weaponsmithing

"Driftsnow Master, using his flesh and blood to refine a city." Qin Wentian’s heart trembled. He personally witnessed the fact, the Driftsnow Master’s towering body was akin to a true fiendgod of the primordial era. His entire body was dazzling with light, akin to a divine artifact. After which, he voluntarily exploded, integrating his flesh and blood into the core of the city.

In that instant, that city was completely covered by runic light, as though the sacrifice of the Driftsnow Master was transforming an inanimate object into something of flesh and blood.

And in the Nine Immortality Bells, was the soul of the city, all nine towering bells held part of the Driftsnow Master’s soul.

The Nine Immortality Bell’s spirit would often manifest through the years because it did so whenever the Driftsnow Master longed for Immortal Jade. Hence, the bells would all chime.