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

As the sound of Qin Wentian’s voice faded, everyone present only felt stunned beyond words.

"He has gone mad, he has truly gone mad!" Somebody exclaimed, staring at the location Qin Wentian was at. That young man stood proudly in the air, exuding an incomparable arrogance. Although he did forge an immortal-ranked weapon and his talent was unmatched among those of the younger generations, he didn’t know how to take a step back, his words were too unbridled.

It was fine if he adopted this attitude when facing those below the immortal-foundation realm, but when facing off against immortals, he actually even dared to say these words? He simply didn’t know how the word ‘death’ was written.

Immortal-ranked characters weren’t something mortals could contend against. This was an ironclad law.

Below immortals, everything was mortal.

Slaying an Immortal