The being had said it didn't care what it was called, and Jaekyung felt the same. Fire Spirit or Flame Demon, it made no difference to him. The history of the Scorched Earth Plains, the grudges between races?
It was all someone else's business.
'Right.
So, why have you come looking for me?' As soon as Jaekyung asked with an air of indifference, the surrounding spiritual energy rippled in unison. At the same time, a certain form appeared before him.
It was both faint and clear, a form that could only be described as bizarre. Jaekyung could feel the form looking at him, yet he couldn't sense any energy from it whatsoever. In this cultivation world, even a mere lingering spirit possessed some energy, but he could feel absolutely nothing from the shape before him.
“You misspoke.
I did not come looking for you. You found me." Jaekyung looked at the opponent that had taken form and slowly opened his mouth.
“Did you latch onto me when I dealt with that mother?”
“You still don't understand. I'll say it again. It's true that I became aware of you then, but I did not seek you out. You sought me out.”