A heaven-defying divine technique, "Great Radiant Divine Art," allows Mark Brooks to defy fate and step onto the path of supreme sovereignty.

A "Seed of Light" within his sea of consciousness can actually grow into a "Divine Tree of Light," bearing countless fruits. When ripe, they fall to the ground and transform into radiant angels of peerless beauty and formidable power, sweeping across the universe.

A mysterious turtle battle pet, capable of devouring the heavens and destroying the earth, aids Mark Brooks in his journey of growth, witnessing the path to godhood.

Several soulmates, understanding and loving, never leaving nor forsaking him.

【Volume One】

Chapter 1: Crimson Flame Spirit Fruit

Crackle—

A scarlet bolt of lightning lit up half the sky, striking down like a shooting star.

At the moment of crisis, a protective shield of energy suddenly appeared above his head. With a thunderous sound, the lightning instantly shattered into countless fragments of crimson starlight, sending ripples across the sky.

The earth shook and mountains trembled as rocks tumbled down the cliffs.

Mark Brooks dodged in a sorry state, nearly falling off the hundred-zhang cliff several times, almost smashing to pieces. Drenched in sweat, he clung to the jagged, steep cliff face like an ant, crawling with great difficulty.

He was in this dangerous "small cave heaven" to search for rare and precious natural treasures.

Boom, boom, boom—several more scarlet bolts of lightning struck in succession, making the mountain beneath him tremble even more. Mark Brooks curled up under a protruding rock, avoiding the falling debris.

The environment here was terrifying. From his vantage point, he could see that only half of the small cave heaven remained. Yes, only half. The sky, mountains, earth, and lava pool—all seemed to have been sliced cleanly in half by an invisible giant blade.

On the other side of the cut was a vast, pitch-black void, as dark as ink. It was like a giant beast with its mouth wide open; if swallowed, one’s soul would be scattered, never to reincarnate.

Outside the transparent sky wall, several massive, blood-red vortices swirled, looking like bloodshot demonic eyes embedded in the heavens, sending chills down one’s spine and making one feel as insignificant as an ant.

Those bolts of blood-red lightning originated from these demonic eyes.

All of this left Mark Brooks utterly shocked. It was said that the small cave heaven was a spatial secret realm left behind by the ancient Light God Clan, who once dominated the universe. Even a fragment of such a space could form a small world of its own—truly worthy of being called a god clan.

The surrounding environment grew ever more perilous.

But he had to climb down.

Because the more remote and untraveled a place was, the easier it was to find valuable natural treasures.

The appearance of the small cave heaven near the family mountains was both an opportunity and a crisis. The entrance was guarded by a mysterious power—only those under sixteen years of bone age could enter.

With his beginner-level Spirit Disciple strength, exploring the small cave heaven was extremely dangerous.

Just half an hour ago, he had seen two outer-family disciples fall screaming from the cliff, swallowed by the endless void.

This terrified him, but he also muttered to himself. All of this was caused by that strange thing in his sea of consciousness.

It was a crystalline, jade-like white cocoon, emitting a faint glow.

When he was a child, the cocoon was only the size of a grain of rice, seemingly harmless.

But when he turned twelve, as his bones and meridians grew stronger and he began to cultivate, trouble started. Every time he painstakingly cultivated a trace of mysterious energy, eight or nine tenths of it would be devoured by the cocoon, causing his progress to be painfully slow. After three years of hard training in the "Green Wood Art," he was still only at the beginner Spirit Disciple level, far from reaching the intermediate stage.

"If only I had William Carter's strength."

Thinking of that super powerhouse, a trace of envy appeared on Mark Brooks's handsome face.

When he was young, he had gone to Chongxuan City with his uncle and was lucky enough to catch a distant glimpse of the city's lord, William Carter. His uncle said that William Carter could shatter city walls with his fists, crack the earth with his feet, and was capable of flying and burrowing—nothing was impossible for him.

Just the ability to fly was enough to make Mark Brooks green with envy. If he could fly, why would he have to suffer climbing mountains like this?

The fierce wind whipped his face, threatening to throw him off the mountain. The skin on his fingers was torn and bloody, and the scant mysterious energy in his body was completely depleted. But his resolve never wavered—he was determined to find valuable natural treasures.

He had to get a "Meridian Nourishing Pill" for his big brother Henry Brooks, to ease his pain and heal his shattered meridians.

Because his big brother had his legs broken and his qi sea crippled for his sake.

Big brother, don’t worry. I, Mark Brooks, will find a way to heal your legs and help you stand again!

And then there was Ashley Bennett, and that guy Brian Cooper—those adulterers. Breaking off the engagement was one thing, but to publicly humiliate big brother...

One day, I’ll make you regret it.

A sharp glint flashed in Mark Brooks's eyes.

With his feet on the cliff and hands gripping the cracks, Mark Brooks clung to the sheer cliff like a gecko.

He looked up—just half a zhang away was a ledge.

With a sudden burst of strength, he pulled himself over the top.