C.M. Orji

Heaven-Treading Prodigy: Path to Supreme

In a world where the heavens have fractured and the once-glorious Divine Boundless Universe lies shattered, cultivation is the only path to power. The Mortal Realm is a land of scarce spiritual energy, and with countless ancient inheritances lost to time, ascending the path of cultivation is as challenging as defying the heavens themselves.

Xiao Chen, once the heir to a declining noble family in the Vast Sea Continent, was considered an average genius—until fate led him to the tomb of a Supreme Immortal. Awakened by a legacy beyond mortal comprehension, he finds himself destined to walk the Three Great Paths of Cultivation—Soul, Body, and Qi.

With an evolvable Heaven-rank Martial Spirit, a Supreme Soul Technique, a Devouring Physique that refines all energy, and the Heavenly Yin Yang Dragon Bloodline, Xiao Chen transcends the limits of ordinary cultivators. While others struggle to break through realms, he embarks on a path that should be impossible—one that will shake the very foundations of existence.

But the remnants of the Great Calamity that shattered the universe still linger. Enemies lurk in the shadows, powerful forces seek to suppress his rise, and ancient secrets whisper of a truth that could alter reality itself.

As Xiao Chen defies fate, rivals, and the will of heaven itself, can he transcend the realms and reclaim the lost glory of the Mortal World?

Heaven Trending Prodigy: Path to Supreme

Chapter 45: The Heavenly Yin-Yang Technique 


The crisp chirping of birds echoed through the lush forest, their wings fluttering as they soared beneath the midday sun. A gentle breeze rustled the treetops, casting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the clearing. Despite the peaceful scene, an eerie stillness lingered at the heart of the inner region. 


Xiao Chen stood motionless, his figure bathed in golden sunlight, yet untouched by its warmth. His mind had drifted beyond the physical realm, submerged in the depths of enlightenment. 


Xiao Rongyu, resting against Mistshadow’s soft silver fur, tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on his face. There was a certain stillness in his expression—calm, focused, yet distant. 


He had stepped into another realm of consciousness. 
