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.
Upon hearing Qin Wentian’s words, the sword qi gushing forth from Zong Peng increased in intensity. A burst of astral light flashed as an ancient-sword Astral Soul manifested above his head.
A four-colored, Sword-type Astral Soul. In that moment, a surge of sword qi ravaged the entire skies and earth, carrying within it an aura that promised utter annihilation.
Qin Wentian said that Zong Peng, wasn’t qualified?
“How powerful.” The spectators trembled, a shiver running through their countenances. Before Qin Wentian, Zong Peng was the strongest nominee with the highest probability to become the Sword Son. His fourth Astral Soul originated from the 5th Heavenly Layer, and appeared to be a sword of shadows, without trace nor form, exuding a terrifying might.
Qin Wentian didn’t seem to be concerned at all. In fact, he hadn’t even glanced at Zong Peng.