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.
Which of You Can Kill Me?
The instant Shang Qi’s words resounded out, the initial looks of anger were quickly replaced by looks of greed. The killing intent rising from the major powers’ experts only surged higher, as though they couldn’t wait to get onstage to kill Qin Wentian.
“So it was him.” Right now they finally understood. Qin Wentian had challenged the five chosen not because he wanted to show off his strength. Rather, it was purely for the sake of revenge.
Those experts from the King’s Manor in Xuan King City trembled with rage at Qin Wentian’s audacity when they saw him chasing after Shang Qi. They stood up and roared explosively, “IMPUDENT!”
But how could Qin Wentian care about them? It was precisely because the six chosen were all on this stage that he’d come up here in the first place. His motive was simple, to kill all of them, not leaving a single one alive.
Since his purpose had already been revealed, there was no need to find excuses for what he wanted to do then.