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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The geniuses here discussing the dao were all staring at Qin Wentian. Many radiated coldness, their killing intent intense.

Brazen! This Saber-Sword Immortal King was too arrogant and brazen. He actually appeared before everyone just like that and was mocking them, asking them who wanted to kill him.

Did he think that no one here could kill him?

Although his combat prowess was unparalleled and was even strong enough to finish Zi Doalong, this place, was after all, filled with many experts, including many supreme peak-stage immortal kings. The Saber-Sword Immortal King was merely a mid-stage one. He was simply too audacious by standing here and disregarding everything.

"You still dare to appear in the City of Ancient Emperors?" A cold voice rang out. After that, a very young-looking peak-stage immortal king stood up. His fists were clenched as his eyes stared straight at Qin Wentian.

Disregarding Everything