Indeed, how could this Sun, which had always hung above the Wasteland and could be seen by every Train Conductor from their own Wasteland road, possibly be an ordinary existence!
Ye Qiyan did not leave immediately.
He merely widened his eyes and watched the rain of fire fall.
The Astral Sacred Crest had already unfurled.
An apocalyptic scene came into view!
Enormous "raindrops" of flame, each hundreds of meters across, fell from the sky.
Bells rang incessantly, and the frenzied rain of fire seemed bent on destroying the entire Wasteland!
The raging flames sweeping across the Wasteland brought countless fire elementals into existence out of thin air.
World after world was destroyed by them. Even though the worlds sheltered by the Train System were exempt from 99.99% of it, some places would still meet their end from the intense heat...
"...Miatila..."
Miatila appeared beside him and looked into Ye Qiyan's inexplicably excited eyes.
"Would that being be the strongest Transcender?"
Miatila shook her head.
"Even the Main System does not possess a roster of Transcenders, much less can it determine who is the strongest Transcender, or... what the system designates a [True God]."
"Why?"
"Because the Wasteland is infinite. Whether the Sun, the moon, or something else even older, they came into existence long before the system.
"The system does not know when it might discover an even more powerful Transcender in a world explored by some Train Conductor, somewhere in the Wasteland.
"Thus, neither a roster nor a ranking can be established.
"But what Miatila does know is that the being unleashing this end possesses 100% of the [Sun] authority. Ever since the system came into existence, the Sun and moon have hung high above the Wasteland!"
The Astral Sacred Crest held the rain of fire firmly at bay.