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.
Xuan Yang’s expression turned more and more unsightly, staring at Zi Daoyang who was in the air.
Although Zi Daoyang’s tone was casual, as though speaking of an extremely insignificant thing, how could it be possible that this was insignificant to him, Xuan Yang? Xuan Xing had been publicly killed by Qin Wentian, and the Twin Stars Alliance was also humiliated. This hatred between them was a death grudge, yet Zi Daoyang was asking to resolve everything with just a single sentence? Telling him not to create any more trouble in the future?
Zi Daoyang completely didn’t care about Xuan Yang’s feelings at all. His absolute arrogance could be heard in that casual tone Even if Xuan Yang was ranked #4, Zi Daoyang didn’t place him in his eyes at all.
Hatred for Zi Daoyang festered in Xuan Yang’s heart. If an opportunity ever presented itself, he would definitely cleanse away this bout of humiliation.