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.
It had been far too long since Qin Wentian fought against someone. At this moment, just as many doubted his strength, the radiance of Luo Qianqiu’s supposed talent could only serve as a backdrop for Qin Wentian’s.
The death of that once dazzling number one in the Emperor Star Academy, a genius that was widely worshipped by many, could only serve the purpose of paving the pathway for Qin Wentian’s glory.
The clenching feeling in Qin Chuan’s heart finally dissipated. A gentle smile flickered in his eyes, as he stared at the silhouette of his son standing in the air.