Tremble

"Boom.✊💚 ඏ☆"

When Lin Cheng murmured the two words "Flame Emperor," an inexplicable tremor suddenly ran through his heart. He looked up into the void. Though there was still nothing before his eyes, an unfathomable panic welled up within him—a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

It was as if invisible eyes all across heaven and earth had turned at once to stare at him.

The feeling was indescribably chilling.

Xuan Qi, standing nearby, did not react much. Seeing Lin Cheng fall silent, she did not know what to say either. She could only stand there uneasily, awaiting judgment from fate, terrified that he might kill her at the slightest disagreement.

"Rumble..."

Little did he know that thunder seemed to erupt from nowhere within Lin Cheng's mind. The sound grew louder and louder until, when he listened closely, it seemed like an endless world of flames was surging and roaring madly, as though it were about to burst out of his mind.

In an instant, cold sweat trickled down Lin Cheng's forehead.

He was somewhat frightened.

What was going on?

Seeing that Lin Cheng had remained silent for so long and sensing the suffocating atmosphere, Xuan Qi kept searching for things to say, trying to prove that everything she had said was true.

But Lin Cheng had no mind to listen.

At that moment, he was immersed in profound shock. Scene after scene truly seemed to emerge before his eyes—an endless world of flames, earth-shattering explosions, dozens of figures whose auras shook heaven and earth, a boundlessly terrifying battle...

Who knew how long it took before Lin Cheng gradually came back to himself.

Yet the fear in his heart had not diminished in the slightest. What exactly were those scenes? Hallucinations?

He glanced at Xuan Qi before