Market Fire

Gu Zhuo closed his eyes, and deep in his consciousness was an endless sea of ​​fire. The gray-red sky, the surging flames, and the cards densely spread to the horizon - each one is burning, and each one has a soul sealed in it. They were calling him. The sounds came in and couldn't be stopped - they rang in my head. He reached for it. Hot. Burning from fingertips all the way to shoulders. But the card surface was twisted and alienated in the flames, turning into something he had never seen before, and at the same time, a cold spiritual pressure poured into his consciousness - the spiritual pressure surged. It would take others several years to advance to the next level, but for Gu Zhuo, every time he took out a card from the sea of ​​fire, his spiritual pressure surged. Bottleneck? He doesn't know. What is above the divine contract? He doesn't know either. But while the fire is still burning, he will not stop. He wanted to see if this fire was enough to burn the abyss. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.