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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 · Huyền huyễn
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2053 Chs

Accompany

There was one more young miss inside the Mo Residence and the atmosphere was much livelier than before. Also, there were a few tiny huts not far from the Mo Residence. The white-robed young man would sit in the chair before the house every day and stare in the direction of the Mo Residence in a daze. He would break into a smile frequently and he would sometimes walk closer to the Mo Residence as he silently watched.

Gradually, the people of the Mo Residence all got acquainted with him. They felt somewhat strange. Why would such a handsome young man stay outside their residence every day? Also, his bearing was extraordinary yet his aura felt very normal, there seemed to be nothing special about him at all. He was just a good-looking ordinary person.

Maybe because he was good looking and he has never disturbed the Mo Residence, the people of the Mo Residence gradually got used to his existence and simply allowed him to do what he wanted.