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

The atmosphere was thick with tension as Xiao Chen, Xiao Rongyu, and Mistshadow stepped into the clearing, their feet brushing against scorched leaves and trembling earth. The deeper they ventured into the heart of the Mystical Beast Forest’s Core Edge, the more palpable the pressure became. It wasn’t just the crispness of the air or the rustle of unseen creatures—it was something primal. Raw. 


They had arrived at the epicenter of a disturbance that had sent tremors across the entire region. 


Ancient trees loomed overhead, their bark blackened where residual lightning had scorched them. Vines thick as a man’s arm hung like serpents from twisted branches, and the ground was littered with shattered stones and claw marks deep enough to trap a grown man. The air reeked of ozone, scorched fur, and something metallic—blood. 


Chapter 56: Clash of Titans