A red orb of light emerged from his palm, and in the next instant, it blazed with intense brilliance. The blinding light radiated outwards in every direction.,Mò Jīngyǔ reached back with his hand, wanting to open the copper chest on his back and use his last resort. But his hands trembled uncontrollably, he didn't have the strength to lift the lid.,In his spiritual awareness, there were no meadows, no horizons, and not even a single human being. Only fire, only endless waves of flame. The surging heat almost distorted space and nearly incinerated his thoughts.。