When Rode's eyes adjusted to the golden light, the first thing he saw was the magnificent altar, where the golden Sacred Fire, several thousand yards high, was blazing fiercely.

Compared to the last time, Rode clearly felt that the Sacred Fire was now filled with warmth and the breath of life, no longer possessing that unsettling and eerie feeling. It was as if an old man on the brink of death had transformed into a vibrant young man.

Endless golden light radiated from it, and the roaring flames contained infinite power.

This was the foundation of Thalorian's existence, the basis upon which all living beings relied for survival.