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.
How could Matriarch Ji not understand the intentions of the Violet Emperor? Her imposing eyes coldly looked at the Violet Emperor, "There's no need for you to try and intimidate people. Violet Emperor, you can also be considered a peak-stage immortal emperor and have been famous for a long time. Back then because of Zi Daoyang's death, you started to make things difficult for Qin Wentian. I heard you even sent people to the Evergreen Immortal Empire wanting to capture him, using your seniority as an excuse. What happened in the end? Nobody gave you face, your embarrassment turned to anger and you decided to continue hunting a junior. But now, look where your brilliant choices led you? It led you to the death of another son."
Matriarch Ji's words prodded at the sore spot in the Violet Emperor's heart. His eyes flashed with terrifying violet light.