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 13: Clash of Titans
Chapter 13: Clash of Titans
The serene aura of Denny C's cultivation room was disrupted by a sudden intrusion. Liu, with a smug grin and a vindictive glint in his eyes, had gone to lengths to summon his elder brother, Kizo—an imposing figure in the sect known for his strength and authority at the War Realm level.
Kizo's presence was felt even before he stepped into the room. His powerful aura seemed to fill the air, a storm waiting to be unleashed. As the door swung open, Denny's gaze met Kizo's, his heart unfazed by the show of power before him.
"Ah, so you're the one who thought it was a good idea to humiliate my brother?" Kizo's voice was laced with an icy chill, his eyes narrowing at Denny.
Denny met Kizo's gaze evenly. "I acted within the bounds of the challenge."
Kizo's lips curved into a menacing smile. "Did you now? Well, let's see if you can handle the consequences."
Liu watched with a twisted satisfaction as his elder brother advanced, each step resonating with the weight of his cultivation. With an air of authority, Kizo demanded, "Hand over the divine crystals."
Denny's expression remained unyielding. "These crystals were given to me by Elder Zhang. I won't hand them over."
Kizo's laughter reverberated through the room, a chilling echo. "Stubborn, are we? Well then, prepare for a lesson in respect."
In an instant, the atmosphere shifted as Kizo launched himself at Denny. A clash of power erupted, causing the stone walls to tremble. Denny, fueled by a resolute determination, met each of Kizo's strikes head-on, his movements instinctive and driven by the fire within.
Denny's lack of technique was offset by his unwavering resolve, each blow delivered with a precision that showcased his natural talent. The room became a battleground, their power causing the walls to crack and shatter.
As the clash escalated, an alarming cacophony echoed through the sect's grounds, reaching the ears of the Bull Fight Sect's elders. They hurriedly converged toward the source of the commotion, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity.
Inside the room, the fight raged on. Kizo's use of the Bull Force technique was evident in his strength, each strike resonating with the force of a charging bull. Denny, however, relied on his innate power and adaptability, his movements fluid and determined.
With a surge of energy, Denny pushed himself further, his resolve burning brighter than ever. Unexpectedly, a shockwave erupted from him, sending Kizo stumbling back. The realization hit both combatants—their cultivation levels were evenly matched.
Kizo's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're at the War Realm too?"
Denny's breaths were steady, his gaze fierce. "I'm here to prove myself, just like anyone else."
As the elders of the Bull Fight Sect arrived at the scene, their astonishment was palpable. The room lay in ruins, the battle's intensity having left its mark. Among them was Elder Zhang, his gaze flickering between the two disciples who stood, panting, at the center of the chaos.
The realization that Denny C had reached the same cultivation level as Kizo, a seasoned 21-year-old, sent shockwaves through the onlookers. A silence settled over the room, the air charged with a mixture of amazement and pride for the young disciple who had defied expectations.
The chapter ended with the weight of the unexpected revelation—Denny C's potential had been unveiled in a battle that not only shook the stone walls, but also the very foundations of the Bull Fight Sect.