Chapter 6 – The First Spark
The night was silent, but within Chen Liang's body, chaos raged. Streams of flame-like energy circled his meridians, burning away the impurities that had chained him for so long. His veins screamed, his muscles tore, yet with every moment he felt… stronger.
By dawn, his eyes opened wide. A faint crimson glow flickered within them. The once fragile boy now carried an aura that made even the night breeze hesitate.
"So this… is power?" he muttered, his lips curling into the faintest of smiles.
Not long after, the morning bell of the sect echoed. Chen Liang walked toward the training grounds, unaware that the change within him was already drawing attention.
Disciples who once mocked him now stared in confusion. Some felt an invisible pressure radiating from him, while others scoffed, refusing to believe their eyes.
"Impossible. That trash…?" one disciple whispered.
Yet deep within Chen Liang's chest, the Primordial Flame Codex pulsed, as though hungering for more.
His journey had just begun, but the first spark of his destiny had already been lit.