"Erasing an entire forbidden treasury with a single stroke truly counted as mighty power, but wouldn't doing so provoke retaliation from the Heavenly Dao?" I probed cautiously, my face full of care.
"Heh heh. Great Luotian Who Raised the Torch died a hundred years ago and had long since ceased to exist. Saying a few words about him shouldn't matter. If it were another exalted seat, of course we couldn't comment." Ying Luan chuckled.
"I see. What a pity about Great Luotian Who Raised the Torch, though. For such an excellent Star Controller to have died..." I pretended to grieve.
As a result, two of the three laughed aloud. After Ying Shi finished laughing, he said, "You probably don't know this, but Great Luotian Who Raised the Torch was notoriously fierce—and his reputation was far from good."
"Oh?" I sat on the Minor Ascension Star Ferry and looked around while continuing to lead them into revealing more about Who Raised the Torch.
Although the land was blanketed in phosphorescent light, quite a few fire-element plants and living creatures had actually adapted to this world. Some trees of fire and silver flowers even grew beneath the phosphorescence, and the sparks that occasionally erupted were dazzling beyond compare.
Several flying firebirds swept across the vast sky, eye-catching even in the crimson space. It seemed that although Who Raised the Torch had lit up the Phosphorescent Constellation back then, presumably to stop others from reaching the Shattered Star Constellation, the world was unpredictable. In the end, it had formed a unique ecosystem.
"Do you know why the grand tournament is held once every year? Do you know why competition among Star Controllers is so fierce, yet conflicts among the lower levels, struggles over privilege, and factional disputes aren't particularly prominent?" A sinister smile