Jing Wuhen

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. 

Ancient Godly Monarch

Lordbluefire

Qin Wentian stepped out of his cavern and spoke in a booming voice, "I, Qin, am right here. For those of you who wish to seize the treasure, just come at me."

His thunderous voice resounded throughout the mountain range. Those people spying on him naturally heard his words as well, yet they dared not make a move. Their masters only instructed them to monitor Qin Wentian, nothing else. Unless Qin Wentian tried to leave the area, they wouldn’t do anything to him.

However, it seemed that Qin Wentian had no intentions of leaving at all. From afar, a snowy puppy could be seen flying over in a swaggering manner. It dashed right into the arms of Qin Wentian, and naturally, this little snowy puppy was none other than Little Rascal, now returning after safely sending Song Jia away.

Qin Wentian hugged the puppy, rubbing its head. After which, Qin Wentian began to make his way towards the mountain path, to the area where some cultivators had set up their stores.

Hidden Realm