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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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Not Returning Until He Reaches Immortal King

The Evergreen Immortal Emperor naturally wouldn't go and influence Qin Wentian's thinking. The Evergreen Immortal Empire's royal palace also had a direct teleportation array to the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. After Qin Wentian reluctantly said goodbye to Qing`er, he returned to the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect.

In the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, in Qin Wentian's residence, after spending one day with his friends and family, Qin Wentian, Mo Qingcheng, Purgatory and Little Rascal were finally alone together. Qin Wentian then spoke, "I am preparing to enter seclusion but I'm unsure how long it will take. It might be quite a long time. I will only exit seclusion after I break through to the immortal king realm."

"Ai, you just came back and are already preparing to enter seclusion? How boring." Little Rascal spoke in a childish voice.