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.
The crowd all retreated quickly, standing far away with some even running out of the inn.
The Great Solar Chen Clan’s ultimate art was exceedingly tyrannical, and if one’s cultivation base wasn’t high enough they would be incinerated into ashes, being corroded by the energy from the Great Solar Universe Art.
The power of this technique was ranked within the top ten among the entire Grand Xia, extremely terrifying.
“Let’s take this outside,” Qin Wentian indifferently replied. Chen Ran’s lips curled up in an extremely cold smile when he heard that. This person’s cultivation base was at the seventh level of Yuanfu and he actually had the gall to challenge him to combat? It had been a long time since he, Chen Ran, had met such an interesting person.
As a core member of the Chen Clan, he naturally possessed the ability to fight those above his level, let alone fighting someone a full level lower than him.