She was the custodian of her spiritual refuge.
The death of the Ancient Torch Divine was for her no different than the sky collapsing.
That war was incredibly brutal.
Ultimately, as the Ancient Torch Divine lay dying, he entrusted the Hall of Inheritance, which he had prepared in advance, to the Fire System Divine trusted most under his command, desperately sending him away.
In the blink of an eye, nearly ten thousand years passed, the girl knew nothing of the outside world, unaware of the final outcome of that great battle of gods... She simply followed her father's last wishes, hiding in this part of the Star Realm.
Until a hundred years ago.
Only when she felt that the Star Realm had completely stabilized, and that Divines could no longer descend, did she dare to truly emerge and begin choosing a successor, until today.
"Just Second Rank, huh." The girl looked at Li Yuan.
Still weak, but with unlimited potential.