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.
"It’s concluded."
Everyone let out a deep breath. Finally, the names of the 160 participants were finalized. To many participants, this was already an awesome accomplishment. But of course to those peak-tier demon-level characters, they still wanted to fight for an even higher ranking.
"Brother Qin, many thanks."
Many people continuously walked towards Qin Wentian, as gratitude painted their faces. If it wasn’t for Qin Wentian, they basically would never even be able to reach this step. It seemed that their decision to follow Qin Wentian back then was correct.
Naturally, there were others whose eyes gleamed with sharpness when they looked at Qin Wentian. Blackpeak was foremost among these people.
Qin Wentian was actually still alive and was now a core disciple. One could very well imagine the anger in his heart.