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.
An ancient will resided in the demon sword.
The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation was a secret art, it was irreversible. Yet, the voice from the demon sword claimed the direct opposite.
Where did the sky sovereign roc that resented the fact that the heavens were too low, originate from?
Could the legends from Sword Reverence City be true? This sword originated from a place beyond this world. As it fell down from the heavens, it’s sharpness sundered the mountains outside Sword Reverence City, creating the Sword Reverence Precipice.
The sword landed at the bottom of the precipice, hating the heavens were too low, dreadful wails echoed unceasingly, it was unwilling to be pulled out.
“How?” Qin Wentian asked, his voice trembling with emotions.