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Above All. Below One God's Man

In the celestial realm, a realm beyond mortal comprehension, a mysterious and noble place existed. It was a realm where ethereal beings resided, a realm where the heavens and the earth converged. Within this divine realm, a tragedy unfolded, one that would forever change the fate of a newborn baby. On a starry night, a radiant star shone brighter than all others. This star symbolized the birth of a special child, destined for greatness. As the star illuminated the heavens, a celestial ceremony commenced, celebrating the arrival of the long-awaited infant. However, fate can be both cruel and unpredictable. As the newborn boy took his first breath, a chilling wind swept through the heavens, heralding an ominous presence. The celestial beings watched in horror as the baby's life force gradually faded away, leaving his tiny body lifeless. Silence fell upon the heavens as grief and despair filled the hearts of the ethereal beings. How could such a promising life be extinguished before it had even begun? The heavens mourned the loss of this innocent soul, their sorrow echoing through the divine realm. In the midst of their mourning, a decision was made. Unable to bear witness to the tragedy any longer, the celestial beings decided to cast the baby's remains out of the heavens. They believed that by banishing his lifeless body to a distant and insignificant universe, they could shield themselves from the pain of their failure. With great sorrow, they wrapped the baby boy's body in a celestial shroud and gently placed him within a golden basket. The basket, adorned with intricate designs and ancient symbols, was imbued with a spell to guide it to its final destination. With a collective sigh, the celestial beings released the basket into the vast expanse of the heavens. Guided by an unseen force, the golden basket descended through the celestial layers. ....... .... but would such a special infant of two powerful bloodline die easily ?? find out...

Junior_Chagwesha · Fantasy
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40 Chs

Chapter 20: The Journey of Soul and Technique

Chapter 20: The Journey of Soul and Technique

Within the hallowed walls of the Bull Fight Sect's headquarters in HQI City, Denny Cing received a directive from his mentor, Grand Elder Han, that would alter the course of his cultivation journey. The grand elder, wise and seasoned, saw potential in Denny that extended beyond the physical and martial aspects.

"Suppress your cultivation, Denny," Grand Elder Han advised, "and begin strengthening your soul power and techniques. A warrior's strength is not measured solely by their realm but by the mastery of their inner self."

Denny nodded in understanding, fully aware of the grand elder's wisdom. With a resolute spirit, he embarked on a thirteen-year journey of rigorous training, guided by the grand elder's unwavering support and wisdom.

During these years, Denny honed his soul power, delving deep into the realm of meditation and self-discovery. He learned to harness the inner energy within him, allowing it to flow and resonate with the very essence of his being. Grand Elder Han's teachings were profound, guiding Denny through the labyrinth of his own consciousness.

Techniques, once foreign and unattainable, became his second nature. Denny tirelessly practiced forms, honing his combat skills with precision and grace. He began to comprehend the intricate dance between energy and technique, realizing that true mastery lay in the fusion of the two.

Grand Elder Han's guidance was unwavering, his wisdom a beacon in the darkness of doubt. He instilled in Denny not only the importance of power but also the significance of responsibility and balance. Denny learned that true strength required not only physical prowess but also a formidable mind and an indomitable spirit.

As the years passed, Denny's soul power and techniques grew exponentially. He became a paragon of martial finesse, mastering techniques that even senior disciples found challenging. The grand elder watched with pride as Denny's potential continued to unfurl, a testament to the years of dedication and perseverance.

With the passing of time, the young disciple transformed into a formidable warrior—his strength measured not only in his cultivation realm but in the depth of his soul and the mastery of his techniques. The thirteen years of training had molded him into a force to be reckoned with, and he knew that his journey was far from over.

Denny Cing stood on the precipice of a new phase in his martial path, his soul and techniques honed to perfection under the watchful eye of Grand Elder Han. The future held limitless possibilities, and he was ready to embrace each challenge that lay ahead.