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 58: Reverberations in the Cratered Earth 


The battlefield lay silent, save for the low hiss of scorched grass and the soft crackling of fading embers. Ash drifted in the air like ghostly snowflakes. Jagged fissures clawed through the earth in all directions, remnants of a single, overwhelming strike that had split the very ground asunder. A vast crater, wide enough to swallow a small pagoda, smoldered at its heart. 


At the edge of the ruin, Xiao Chen stood with unsteady feet, his chest rising and falling in labored rhythm. Shadowedge, slick with blood and crackling faintly with lingering spiritual residue, trembled in his grasp. 


His eyes, cold and distant, scanned the devastation. The third form of the Heavenly Yin-Yang Judgement had left a scar not just upon the land—but upon the very fabric of energy itself. 
