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

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Qin Wentian and Juyu returned to her old devil palace while the devil general ranking battle still continued.

However, Qin Wentian didn't care about that. No matter who the first-ranked general was, it had nothing to do with him.

In the end, there were no change to the current rankings. The first-ranked devil general was still the first ranked, no one could shake his position. And so was the second and third-ranked devil generals.

For everything that happened next, it naturally had nothing to do with Juyu who had bowed out of the devil ranking battles. But although she has already passed her position to Qin Wentian, according the the rules of the sect, Qin Wentian now was only the last-ranked devil general, ranked #28 as he was newly ascended.

In the devil palace Qin Wentian was in, everything seemed to be very quiet. Juyu's injuries gradually recovered and at this moment, the two of them stood outside the palace, and cast their glances downwards.

Massacre