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

Within the dim-lit confines of the Luo Family Patriarch Hall, time itself seemed to stand still. Faint candlelight danced against the cold stone walls, illuminating intricate murals and age-worn reliefs that told of battles long passed. The flames flickered lazily, casting elongated shadows across the floor and giving the impression that the warriors depicted on the walls still watched with ghostly eyes. The scent of ancient incense mingled with something heavier, something darker—an invisible weight that clung to the lungs and whispered of blood-soaked ambitions. 


At the heart of the hall, seated upon a throne-like chair elevated slightly above the rest, was Luo Xuan. His robe—a midnight black embroidered with golden five-clawed dragons—radiated authority. Fingers absently stroked his finely-kept mustache as a wicked grin curled upon his lips, eyes glinting with malice beneath lowered brows. 


Chapter 59: Shadows Converge