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

“He’s here, Di Shi has arrived. That maiden with a cultivation base at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper didn’t even stand a chance. She died instantly.” From afar, the hearts of everyone were thunderstruck as they saw that approaching beam of azure light. Not long ago, they had already witnessed how strong Li Tian was. Yet to think that they even had the chance to see Di Shi now. Given Di Shi’s temperament, and how his younger brother was on the verge of being killed, how could he still care for the opponent’s status? So what if you were a saint child or holy maiden. This group of people would soon be in a miserable state.


That beam of azure light was extremely quick. Although it hadn’t arrived at its target, Qin Wentian could already feel a stifling pressure gushing his way. The baleful aura from that azure light felt as though it could tear apart the heavens, causing Qin Wentian to feel a strong sense of threat from it.


Flowing Wind, Flying Snow