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.
Snowflakes danced about in the sky. The gazes of the spectators all landed onto the youth’s body, only to see him calmly standing there, wielding an ancient halberd in his hand as he looked in front of him..
Today, even if he was unable to save Qin Chuan, he had to use his actions to indicate his attitude.
He, Qin Wentian, would never allow Qin Chuan to suffer humiliation.
Naturally, the youth had greater confidence in himself than before. With his cultivation base at the 6th level of Arterial Circulation, he easily squashed Yanaro under his foot. Not only that, he possessed a valuable interspatial ring and seemed as though he had a plethora of Divine Weapons.
The most important factor, though, was the Yuanfu cultivator standing behind him.
That sinister-looking old man stared at the silhouette behind Qin Wentian, as he coldly asked, “You don’t seem familiar.”