In the sacred hall ablaze with fierce flames, atop the divine altar, there astonishingly lay a fiery key about ten feet long, crafted from red crystal. The robust power of the flames was spreading in all directions.
"A key?"
The War God's expression shifted slightly.
He did not sense any vibrations from the Divine Artifact on the key.
He speculated, "Could this key represent some treasure?"
Defying the Heavenly flames emitted by the key, as a loyal subject, he wished to investigate any dangers for his sovereign. Instantly, his broad palm grasped the key, attempting to remove it from the divine altar.
The key was moved by his touch.
But after a mere moment, he violently withdrew his hand.
Looking at his blackened palm, his entire body nearly ignited, he exclaimed in shock, "What kind of flames are these, so mighty and domineering, that even with my strength, I cannot take the key?"
"War God, this key holds a force from the Heavenly Dao; you cannot lift it."
