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Ancient Godly Monarch

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.

Jing Wuhen · ตะวันออก
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Sacred Academy’s Quota

The illusory figure on the sacrificial altar spoke. An instant later, immortal kings hurried forth, stepping up the towering platform. As they stepped foot on the platform, a marvelous energy enveloped their bodies, causing their bodies to turn somewhat transparent as their bones and meridians shimmered into view with a brilliant light.

"Immortal kings can said to have reached a certain realm in cultivation, and they basically have already found their paths. Their potential is actually more easily determined. However for immortal emperors, if we likened the immortal foundation to the embryonic form, immortal emperors have already solidified and stabilized their foundation. Hence, they are not eligible to enter the Heavenly Dao Sacred Academy." Bai Wuya spoke in a low voice. The eyes of everyone were on the towering platform. A moment later, streams of light shot forth from the scepter, landing on the hundred immortal kings who went up the platform.