"The time we can stay conscious is becoming increasingly short. Demonic Energy runs rampant. The introduction of the Demonic Way was our doing, but to close it again or prevent some of the powerful individuals from being tempted and falling into corruption is impossible." The Red Emperor's beautiful countenance held a complex expression. He, once the sage of the human race, had witnessed their rise step by step. Now, a calamity for the human race was starting at his hands, leaving him in a dilemma, tormented.
The Emperor Bai's face was resolute, his eyes flowing with the light of wisdom, perceiving All Heavens. He calmly listened to the Red Emperor's lament without speaking, for he knew that the Red Emperor was expressing his reflections, not seeking a response from him.
He would occasionally nod, his divine eyes gazing into the universe, intending to engrave this world into the depths of his soul.
