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.
Qin Wentian’s gaze swept over the experts of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, his deep dark eyes containing threads of sword qi, as though just he could pierce through all their eyes just by matching gazes with them. Wherever his gaze shifted to, those of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan actually didn’t dare to match their gaze with him.
One of the thirty-six Starlords was actually killed. A character at the peak of Heavenly Dipper in Grand Xia was nothing but a joke in front of this genius.
Not only that, Qin Wentian now, wasn’t even thirty years of age.
"Qin Wentian, are you here to congratulate us or here to make trouble?" A host of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan stared at Qin Wentian as he coldly spoke. Today was the day of marriage between the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and Jiang Clan. Never in their wildest dreams would they have expected that Qin Wentian would return and show up here.