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 11: Trials and Triumphs
Chapter 11: Trials and Triumphs
The entrance to the Bull Fight Sect was a grand archway adorned with intricate carvings, a portal that marked the beginning of Denny C's new life. As he rode through the arch on his Crypto knight horse, the world he had known began to fade, replaced by the vast expanse of the sect's grounds.
The vibrant energy of the sect enveloped him, and as he dismounted, he could feel the curious gazes of other young disciples his age. They stood in groups, their whispers carrying through the air like a faint breeze.
Denny sensed the weight of their scrutiny, and it wasn't long before a group of his fellow juveniles approached him, their expressions a mixture of amusement and arrogance.
"Look who's here," one of them sneered, his voice dripping with condescension. "A new kid thinks he's something special."
Laughter erupted among them, echoing through the courtyard. Denny's eyes met theirs, his own gaze steady and unyielding. He had grown accustomed to the feeling of being underestimated, and he knew that appearances could be deceiving.
As the jeers continued, a particularly bold voice rose above the rest. "I heard you're fresh from the outside. What's your name, newbie?"
"Denny C," he replied calmly, his voice carrying a quiet confidence.
The speaker, a ten-year-old boy who exuded an air of self-assuredness, stepped forward. "Well, Denny C, I'm Liu, and I'm at the Plexes Realm. You're going to have to work hard to catch up to us."
Denny's lips curved into a faint smile. "We'll see."
A hush fell over the crowd as the challenge hung in the air. Without further ado, Liu lunged forward, his movements swift as he executed a series of intricate hand gestures. Energy surged around him, forming a faint aura that marked the manifestation of his cultivation level.
Denny remained still, his gaze unwavering as he assessed his opponent's techniques. When Liu struck, Denny's reaction was swift and precise. He deflected each attack with calculated ease, his movements almost casual as he parried Liu's strikes.
The gathered crowd watched in astonishment as Denny countered Liu's attacks flawlessly. Within moments, Denny's palm met Liu's chest in a controlled strike. Liu staggered back, his aura dissipating as he collapsed to the ground, defeated.
Silence reigned for a beat before cheers erupted, the crowd buzzing with disbelief and excitement. Elder Zhang watched from a distance, his eyes holding a glint of satisfaction.
Denny extended a hand to help Liu up, his expression friendly despite the earlier challenge. "It was a good match, Liu."
Liu accepted Denny's hand, his pride slightly wounded but his respect apparent. "You're stronger than you look."
Denny's eyes met those of Elder Zhang, the elder's approval reflected in his gaze. As Denny's presence was acknowledged by both his peers and his guide, he knew that the path he had chosen was one that would lead him to heights he had yet to fathom.