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 stared at the demonic beasts surrounding Little Rascal and sighed. "Why must you all do this? My puppy is still young and immature. It wouldn't be too good if he injures all your mounts."
"No problem, no problem. Our demonic beasts would love to play with Brother Qin's pet." The owner of the white tiger laughed.
"Your puppy is truly too small in size. My roc's sharp talons can easily rip apart his head, hahahaha." The beautiful young lady smiled.
"You bunch of fools." Little Rascal cursing in his baby-like voice, raising his head to stare at the demonic beasts surrounding him.
—ROAR!— The white tiger's baleful aura was extremely terrifying as it towered up into the sky. Its sharp claws shone with a fearsome glint, as though it could lacerate everything with indomitable force.