The flames were dark red, very bewitching, like scorching flowers, flying countless petals, each of which represented a sense of resentment.

Time passed slowly, Zhang Linchen was completely wrapped in flames, and he lay there, his eyes were red, his brows were furrowed, and his face was hateful.

Since the place where he was born, he has been burdened with the Heavenly Curse Body, and he originally thought that this was the result of the Heavenly Heaven's calculations. Because his younger brother was born very extraordinary, and his family was very healthy and unharmed. As long as they are safe, he can bear all the hardships, and a mere heavenly spell body is nothing, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, he is willing to break through for the people around him.

But why, he has already carried the Heavenly Curse Body and endured many tribulations, why did the Heavens cause his family to die?!

The more Zhang Linchen thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't wait to break the heavens and the earth, so that everything related to the thief God would be destroyed, and it would also taste the taste of losing everything.

Anger and hatred had clouded his basic consciousness, and the flames outside were close to black, like ink. Coupled with his tearing eyes and red eyes, he looked very mad, like a devil who had come out of hell.

"Poof—"

He spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the endless anger had already hurt his internal organs, and if he continued like this, his entire soul would be burned to the ground.

He sat up suddenly, half-crouched on the ground, clenched his fists, and slammed it down with all his might.

Knock –

There was a dull sound, the white slate was still as clean as new, and his fist was marked with red.

Filled with anger, he had nowhere to vent but to pound the ground and exert all his strength, not only really wanting to smash the ground through, but also mixed with other meanings. This is his use of the only remaining instinct to guide his body, carry out some kind of self-harm, and force himself to be conscious, which can be regarded as a kind of self-help.

Knock –

There was another sound, and he was smashing with his flesh, without using the slightest spiritual power.

Next, he slammed punch after punch on the white stone slab, hitting him with his skin and flesh, blood flowing, and in the end, even Sen Sen's white bones appeared.

Of course, the immortal seed was not idle, silently conveying life force, and began to quickly repair all the damage on the body.

The appearance of the life force caused his mind to clear up a little, but he still kept hitting the ground, as if this was the mortal enemy who killed his family.

Clicks–

His finger bone was shattered, and the sharp pain cleared his mind a lot, but it wasn't enough.

Zhang Linchen roared angrily, and used his seriously injured hand to hit the white slate that had been stained red with blood again, and with a "click", the bones shattered again, and a piercing pain made him snort, and his anger was greatly reduced.

At this moment, the flames on Zhang Linchen's body were no longer so dull, the colors were much brighter, and the fire had also been weakened. On top of that, he now has a brief lucidity and is able to control his physical body. So he hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the ground, calming his mind and body, trying to extinguish the raging anger.

"Something is influencing me. ”

This was the first thought he had after waking up, it was so abnormal, he came out of that memory with grief and indignation in his heart, but it definitely didn't reach such a point, and it all happened very suddenly, like a big hand behind his back silently guiding.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Linchen was like an old monk meditating, sitting there quietly, and the flames on his body had long since disappeared. After his mind replayed it to the place of trial, everything he experienced was so wonderful and inexplicable.

He slowly opened his eyes, and all the anger and hatred were gone, not really not appearing, but lurking in the depths of his heart.

Emotions are indispensable to everyone, and there are unknown things that have been affecting him before, so hatred and anger have been infinitely expanded, causing him to almost have problems, but fortunately he is safe in the end. Also, his broken bone palm was also healed with the help of the immortal seed.

Of course, what should be checked, he will go anyway, and he must find out.

"I don't care who that golden feather is, as long as I find the real culprit, even if it's a god, I will make you pay!" Zhang Linchen secretly swore in his heart.

He turned his head to look around, the hazy light of the sky and the deep darkness below seemed to be eternal, and it was clear that he was still in the Trials. And this is not the hundred-zhang wide platform, and there are no textures on the ground, only a relatively wide staircase.

Zhang Linchen was a little confused, that is to say, after he was killed by another "self", he did not return to the original world.

"Didn't you say that death would get out of here?"

The situation on the field made him confused, and he couldn't figure out what the reason was. So, he began to observe the staircase in front of him, and unlike when he first came to the Land of Trials, he could clearly see the end of the staircase, which seemed to be a wooden door.

The staircase itself was relatively wide enough to accommodate a large number of people, and he lifted his steps and slowly stepped up.

In an instant, a huge pressure came from all directions, and he frowned, feeling that his whole body was much heavier, as if it was filled with lead water.

Spiritual power still can't be used, and he can only resist with his physical body, but with the tenacity of his body and the strength he has, these are nothing.

Then he came to the second step, and the pressure increased suddenly, and the muscles in his body swelled. At the same time, a trace of fear inexplicably arose in his heart, born out of thin air, and had nothing to do with anything. It reminded him of the unknown thing that channeled emotions, and it might be "it" at work.

Zhang Linchen paused, thinking about whether to continue to go up, and was in a dilemma for a while.

"It's a big deal to die again, what are you afraid of?" he strengthened his determination and walked up the third step with heavy steps.

At this time, the pressure around him was even greater, Zhang Linchen stood on the third step, his breath was short, his forehead was sweating slightly, and the fear in his heart was slowly amplifying, so that he could not ignore it, so he could only concentrate and calm down and insist on himself.

When he reached the third step, he felt that the entire space was squeezing towards him, and in an instant, the whole person was not good, and the green muscles were bursting up, which was very uncomfortable. And the fear in his heart is becoming more and more obvious, he always feels that if he is up, there will be unimaginable horror.

He stopped again, looked not far away, and wondered where the fear came from, that everything should have a source.

"Could it be this wooden door? Is there something terrible in it? If it's so dangerous, then why should I climb it? But there's only one way here, otherwise where can I go and jump into the darkness?" Zhang Linchen looked at the boundless darkness below him, in this case, he even felt that this darkness seemed to be acceptable, and it was no longer so terrifying.

Zhang Linchen shook his head, he wouldn't be so stupid and jump down directly, this place is not over yet, what is in that door, he wants to go and see.

With heavy steps and a loud sound, he walked up the fourth step. The pressure was so great that he could barely move, and the sweat on his head increased dramatically, and he stood in place in a daze.

This level of oppression, he had felt similar to that of the gray-haired old man who wanted to kill him outside the Yang Realm, and there was a feeling of being at the mercy of others.

The fear in his heart gradually grew, and even if he kept his mind empty, he could only suppress its spread, and could not effectively resolve it.

Hiss –

The remaining clothes could not bear the weight, and turned into countless fragments, floating down.

"No matter what, I'd better go up early and see what the name is. ”

Zhang Linchen gritted his teeth and stepped two steps in a row, and his whole body trembled slightly and stood on the sixth step, which was not only caused by the fear in his heart, but also the strong pressure from the outside, endlessly.

For a short time, he was unable to move, so he had to gradually adapt to it and then climb up.

At this time, blood was pouring out of the skin on his body, wisps and bits and pieces, attached to the surface of his body.

There was a voice in his heart, which felt very familiar, and he had been guiding him step by step: Go back, don't go any further, you will die, hurry back, you have gained enough on this trial journey......

He glanced at the darkness next to him and felt an urge to jump in and end it all.

Zhang Linchen suppressed the restlessness and restlessness in his heart, no matter what had been affecting him, he couldn't stop his upward desperation.

He took a step, his body was already drenched in blood, and the immortal seed was running wildly, repairing the injuries in his flesh. But every time he moved, a lot of blood would flow out, and it was very painful.

Gritting his teeth and stopping one step at a time, he finally came to the eighth step, and in front of him was the wooden door.

There was no pattern on the door, and it looked very ordinary, exactly like the one he had seen before, as if he could enter it with a slight push. But the fear in his heart made him unable to move at all, let alone the strong pressure from the outside world, the wounds on his body could not be repaired.

The muscles were slowly squeezing, blood gushing out, and his throat was hoarse, and he was in pain. When he tried to approach the wooden door, he found that his physical body did not obey him at all, and his fear and anxiety were constantly resisting.

All kinds of images had come to his mind, very terrifying, all of which he thought in his heart, or knew the most terrible things.

Zhang Linchen didn't want to think about it, but his thoughts were already quite confused, and the familiar voice just now appeared again, bewitching. He listened carefully and suddenly realized that this was not his own voice!

As if he had seen the light through the clouds, he suddenly realized that the source of his fear was his own heart.

Yes, just like hatred and anger before, they are human emotions, but something has magnified them. Thinking of this, he felt that the fear had weakened a little, and of course, it was impossible to completely eliminate it.

Why are people afraid?

Zhang Linchen once saw the answer in the book, because he was not strong enough, he thought about it and felt that it made sense. When a person is so strong that he is invincible, what else in the world is worth fearing?

And if you want to fight fear, you have to constantly strengthen yourself, not only internally, but also externally, and finally when you face your fear, you can be fearless.

"Although I can't be so invincible, I will do everything to become stronger, in order to find the truth of the year. ”

Under the double pressure of both inside and outside, he, who was originally unable to move, actually clenched his fists, and his will suddenly exploded, temporarily abandoning all distracting thoughts, and all demons and monsters disappeared.