The altar in the bronze palace is burning with candle fire.
Xu Fu sits on the mat, silently gazing into the darkness where the intertwined roots of the Golden Tree have been burnt to ashes, leaving only scattered ashes drifting in the cold wind.
"This thing is called the Candle Light Divine Tree, but it is not its true form, merely a root. Back then, the Qilin Venerable created this independent space in his world to serve as its... petri dish? Yes, that's the modern term. I once read the memories of those outsiders to understand the world beyond."
He explained, "If you ask me about the essence of the Candle Light Divine Tree, my answer is that I don't know. In the creation myths of the Ancient God Clan, Candle Light and You Ying were born at the creation of the world, and no one knows whether this is life, or some kind of law, or something else entirely. In any case, people call it Primordial."
