The golden light shot in all directions, with boundless heat surging through the space. Warmth, brightness, and a grand aura spread through the soul, just like being at the Sacred Fire altar, but even more direct.

Rode vaguely felt a bit overheated in his soul, reminiscent of the sensation when he first entered the Sacred Fire altar during his weaker days—

He was not a chosen one of the fire; the fire neither rejected nor embraced him. When he got close to the fire, he felt an overheated sting.

But after becoming stronger, this feeling rarely occurred. Even the last time he stepped into the Sacred Fire, he didn't experience such discomfort.