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 quietly cultivated. Today, he finally stepped out of the cave and prepared to leave this place.
Sorrowless, the monk from the Western Desert Prefecture was still there deep in his comprehension, in an immersed state where he forgot everything, pursuing the true essence of that technique with all his heart.
Qin Wentian was silently impressed by this third ranker of the Western Desert Prefecture, Sorrowless. His focus was completely inconceivable. After he sunk into his state of immersion, he was akin to an immovable rock, steadfastly comprehending that technique, not feeling greed over the other immortal techniques that could be found in the Eastern Sage Cliff. Such a temperament wasn’t something ordinary people could achieve and he could do so probably because of his life experience growing up in the harsh environment of the Western Desert Prefecture.