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 eyes glimmered with coldness the moment Ye Kongfan extended the invitation. He then replied, “As the princess of the Ye Country, shouldn’t Princess Lingshuang be the first to sit on one of the master seats?”
As the sound of his voice faded, the surrounding atmosphere grew increasingly intense.
Today, Ye Kongfan was simply supplanting the true host of this event, Ye Lingshuang. As the princess of the main bloodline, her status was clearly higher compared to his. He was intentionally trying to place his status above hers, a clear indication of the Qi King’s attempt to rebel.
Both Ye Kongfan’s eyes shone with a dangerous light. Just when he was about to reply, Mo Qingcheng cut in, “Princess, please.”
The armored guards at the side all radiated faint hints of murderous intent. They were all extremely powerful in strength, and all of them were loyal to Ye Kongfan.