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.
This gigantic gate looked extremely mysterious and strange, it shone with a weird light, as though it was a gate that came from hell, making the people here not dare to casually enter it. No one knew what was inside it.
The experts mutually glanced at each other, their hearts pounding madly, unable to regain their calmness.
"Should we enter?" Someone asked.
"Do we need to inform the Realmlord?" Another person replied. They couldn't predict what they would encounter if they entered. All of their expressions were incredibly solemn.
"Let's enter and take a look." One of the experts at the side spoke. He appeared extremely young, his eyes were sharp and he exuded a tyrannical aura. His silhouette flashed as he appeared directly before the gate and took a step into it. The others all followed after and in an instant, their figures vanished from this space.