Shattered Galaxy I

His martial meridians were shattered, turning him from a genius into a cripple. He endured everyone’s scorn, and even his fiancée abandoned him.

Then one night, a broken star-jade pendant glimmered faintly, and an ancient technique that required no martial meridians and reached straight for the stars quietly awakened: the Starshatter Art.

“Everyone says martial meridians are the foundation of cultivation, but they don’t know that they are Heaven’s greatest shackles.”

From then on, he made his body a furnace and refined the stars of the cosmos, opening 365 star apertures within himself. One punch shattered starlight; one step made the void tremble.

From Qingyang City to the boundless sea of stars, from an ordinary mortal to ruler of the cosmos.

When calamity struck again, the gods trembled as they gazed up at the firmament:

The boy once called a wastrel was shattering stars with his fists and striding across the River of Stars.

“My path lies not beneath my feet, but beyond the heavens.”