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.
Qin Wentian also discovered that those people had all vanished completely. He felt somewhat unsettled in his heart. So it turned out that it wasn’t only his parents, Uncle Black and the others had always been silently watching him attentively from the shadows.
Today on the date of his grand wedding, Uncle Black not only brought his mother’s gift here. The masked figures might very well be the loyal subordinates of his father.
Qin Wentian suddenly glanced at the Medicine Sovereign as a smile flickered in his eyes before he turned towards Mo Qingcheng. Everything seemed to be more optimistic now.
No wonder the Medicine Sovereign regarded him so highly and even helped him so much. How could the Medicine Sovereign spare no expense to help him? Standing in opposition against the Royal Sacred Sect based the fact that he was merely the lover of his beloved disciple, Mo Qingcheng.