"Primordial Race is a very complicated matter," the young primordial said as he laughed lightly when he saw the shock on Max's face.
There was no mockery in his laughter. Instead it carried the tone of someone who had seen many similar reactions before.
"Since you possess the mark of the Primordial, you are allowed to head to the territory of the Primordial Race," he continued calmly. "Once you arrive there, you will have the chance to become a primordial."
Max's brows furrowed slightly when he heard those words.
"What does it mean to become a primordial?" he asked seriously. "Would I not remain human after that?"
The young primordial slowly shook his head.
"Humans, elves, demons, spirits, and countless other races scattered across the Divine Realm are nothing more than lesser beings," he said. "They are collectively referred to as secondary beings."
Max's expression tightened slightly when he heard those words.
