Chapter 1561

"Of course, I heard that the deity of the Yanlun Star System is one of the Forty-Eight Principal Deities of the Heavenly Realm, immensely powerful—this star system is merely a relic from long, long ago, created by that deity."

Beside her, another girl dressed as a student spoke.

"A Principal Deity? How envious—I hope we pass the Yanlun Magic Academy's trial this time, so we'll have a chance to become deities."

The earlier girl said.

"Though there are now as many deities in the starry sky as there are stars, becoming a deity is by no means easy—even with systematic training, achieving Sixth Rank is hard, let alone reaching the Sacred Domain, which is as difficult as climbing to heaven; the Sacred Domain is still a vast distance from divinity."

That girl said.

Beside these two girls, a cute little girl with a ponytail listened with wide-eyed curiosity; the deities and sacred beings they spoke of filled her with boundless longing.

Soon, the fleet entered the Yanlun Star System, and far ahead, several knights riding enormous creatures flew toward them.

"Whoa, what's that?"

People by the windows tiptoed to look, murmuring among themselves.

"That's a Míng fish—said to be captured from the Abyss, incredibly powerful; even the strongest warships struggle to deal with it."

A slightly chubby girl eagerly displayed her knowledge.

"Yes, though our warships possess planet-destroying power, we're still far from matching these Míng fish."

"Hmm..."

As the Míng fish drew nearer, everyone around was stunned by its size.

"So big."

"..."

"Don't be afraid—this is just one of Yanlun Star System's patrol vessels; it won't harm us."

"..."

Under the gaze of those in this cabin, the knight atop the Míng fish soon arrived before the flagship of the fleet and began speaking with some aboard.

Within minutes, the entire fleet set sail again, and ahead of them appeared a massive spatial gate.

"The Yanlun Star System is too vast—this spatial gate will teleport us directly near Yanlun Planet One."

A uniformed staff member came forward to explain.

One by one, the ships entered the spatial gate; when they reemerged, a colossal planet filled their vision.

The moment the planet appeared, everyone was struck with dizziness.

They felt as if they had entered an infinite space, and at its highest peak sat an immensely majestic, awe-inspiring, grand, and powerful figure—so overwhelming that merely breathing its presence made one yearn to prostrate themselves in worship.

Soon, the dizziness vanished, and every person aboard the fleet lay prostrate on the ground.

"Who is that great being?"

After a long while, one man stood up and asked.

Someone beside him replied in the most reverent tone: "The Great Lord of Flame, Master of the Entire World, said to be the Creator God of Yanlun Star System—the ultimate goal pursued by the beautiful Goddess Airen."

"Yes, I've heard too—after the Goddess Airen saw the Lord of Flame millions of years ago, she never forgot him; to keep pace with him and enter his sight, she spent a million years, finally achieving Principal Deity status—but still dared not confess her love, for the Lord of Flame was too powerful. She could only secretly hide her affection, quietly created this star system, and engraved his sacred mark here for all to behold."

Another person said.

"Then what happened? Did the Goddess Airen ever confess to the Lord of Flame?"

A little girl couldn't help asking.

The man said: "What happened after that? How would I know? Maybe they've already been together all along."

"Wow—spending a million years just to draw closer to his gaze? Sounds so romantic."

Another little girl said.

Beside these little girls, the little girl's eyes sparkled; the towering, majestic figure she had just seen filled her with boundless curiosity and awe. In her tiny heart, she yearned desperately to climb to the very peak of the world, to see what that figure truly looked like—and why another goddess had spent a million years chasing after him.

"Grandpa, is a million years long?"

The little girl tugged at the old man's sleeve and asked.

"Foolish girl, a million years? It's so long—even stones turn to dust."

"Oh!"

The little girl nodded, as if pondering how to live longer than a stone.