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.
The aura exuding from Mo Xie was terrifying to the extreme, and the vortex he manifested was even more fearsome. It wanted to devour the energy from all the body-like statues nearby. He had set his sights on the statues, their silhouettes reflected from within his dark golden eyes.
Mo Xie laughed coldly in his heart when he realized this was working. After obtaining the inheritance of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor, his strength had grown even stronger. And it had conveniently helped him seize the inheritance here. It all seemed as if the heavens themselves were helping him. The inheritances of two ancient emperors were destined to belong to him. From now, who could still stand against him in the City of Ancient Emperors,? Even Zi Daoyang wouldn’t be able to compare!
For the other geniuses, there were some who watched on in awe while others trembled with fear and trepidation.