"They say no one has ever been able to reach the primordial genesis stage because doing so would be a slight to God himself. How dare we mere mortals think of ourselves equal to him? But the founder of the Blood Moon Sect didn't think the same." Junghwa said as he set his eyes on the landscape before him.
The icy tundras of the north had long since disappeared, replaced by the welcoming warmth of spring. Wooyun stood there intently, listening to the Demon Lord's words even if they were random and he didn't understand a word they meant.
"He believed that with enough power, he could get there. Unfortunately, he died before he ever could. The righteous sects ended up scoffing at him during and after his death, saying this was his punishment for being so arrogant. Yet he reached the level of Emperor, a height no one else had ever achieved in his time. Why do you think so?"
He turned to face Wooyun, and for the first time, his inky eyes didn't glint with amusement or playfulness.
