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...
Chapter 3: Realms of Mastery
Within the realm of martial artists, power was divided into five distinct realms, each representing a pinnacle of skill and mastery.
The initial phase was known as the Refinement Realm. Here, practitioners focused on honing their physical bodies, pushing their limits through rigorous training to build a foundation for greater power.
Moving on from the Refinement Realm, martial artists entered the Plexes Realm. In this stage, they began producing energy, channeling it through their bodies to enhance their strikes and techniques.
The next progression was the War Realm, where skilled martial artists could solidify their energy, shaping it into formidable weapons or enhancing their physical attacks with concentrated power.
Advancing further, practitioners entered the Law Realm. Here, they could manipulate the energies of heaven and earth in close proximity, bending the natural forces to their will for both offense and defense.
At the pinnacle of mastery lay the Sky Realm. In this exalted state, martial artists achieved the ability to fly, transcending the limitations of the ground and moving through the air with ease.
Denny Cing's fellow clan members mostly found themselves at the Refinement Realm, toiling away to strengthen their bodies. They admired Denny's rapid progression, even though they remained unaware of his secret origins.
One day, in the heart of the Cing clan's training grounds, a group of elders and the clan leader stood conversing. The clan leader, an individual of the Sky Realm, possessed an aura of authority that resonated throughout the clan.
"Have you heard about this newcomer, Denny Cing?" one of the elders asked, his brow furrowed in puzzlement. "Reports say he's reached the War Realm at the tender age of five."
Another elder chimed in, astonishment clear in his voice. "That's unheard of! Most children his age are still in the initial stages of the