Flames were burning in the ruins. Those were the flames produced by the Sun Primogenitor's power. A long time had passed since then, but it had never stopped. It had always been like this, as if it was eternal.
Chen Heng quietly walked to this area and looked at the burning flames. He could not help but look a little absent-minded. In those flames, he seemed to be able to see the scenes of the past. Under the reflection of the flames were bits and pieces of memories from the past.
Just like the statues before the altar in the ruins, the flames here also contained fragments of the God of the Sun's will, as well as bits and pieces of power that were all gathered here.
They had been silent in the past, but now, with Chen Heng's arrival, these flames began to fluctuate. They seemed to have sensed Chen Heng's existence and began to throb.
"Can you feel it?" Chen Heng muttered to himself as he slowly walked through this area.
