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.
"Recalcitrant fool." The Driftsnow Master’s voice was ice cold. The majestic and imposing Driftsnow City vibrated and its wings flapped furiously, soaring ahead. The countenance of the Driftsnow Master’s was ice cold. His palms grabbed towards the air as a resounding boom echoed throughout this space, turning the entire skies golden.
Boundless golden light flowed about, as many golden-colored diagrams appeared in the skies.
Jiang Zhuqing stepped back when he saw this scene, wanting to retreat. He knew his strength was inferior to the Driftsnow Master and he had no wish to contend against him in a head on collision. He would choose to wait. Unless the Driftsnow Master can exist forever and Qin Wentian can hide in the city forever.