Heaven had always been the supreme existence in the eyes of all living beings beneath the skies. The fate of every creature seemed to be governed by the Heavenly Dao.
In the unseen currents of fate, there was Heaven's will—everyone had heard that saying.
Even after becoming the immortal beings of legend, people still believed they could not escape Heaven's control.
Even those ancients recorded as having declared, "Man can conquer Heaven," had not met good ends.
Chen Fan cultivated the Heaven-Burning Art. Though this art was named Heaven-Burning, he had never heard of anyone burning Heaven itself away. Instead, those who cultivated it, while said to be undying and indestructible, ended up with their souls scattered and destroyed. Fat Daoist, for instance, had lived through endless years, yet was still searching for the souls he had lost. Bald Bird was the same; even now, he had recovered only one of his souls.
Undying and indestructible, yet it was a road of no return!
Those were the words Fat Daoist had told Chen Fan back then. It was as though he considered it a misfortune—spending an entire lifetime running about in search of his souls, unable to escape the suffering of reincarnation.
Could it be that Heaven was behind it all?
In the depths of his mind, Chen Fan seemed to sense that Heaven was alive.
At that very moment, as his name was inscribed onto the Heavenly Prodigy Rankings, he discovered that a trace of the Intent and Sword Dao within him had actually been stolen by the rankings and fused into the two characters "Chen Fan," making their golden radiance even more dazzling!
In that instant, a flash of insight struck him, and he guessed at something. The entire Heavenly Prodigy Rankings seemed to be a conspiracy. Every