A Summons from Shadow Elder

In the dim basement, Li Ziran casually grabbed a frog from the crossbar and swiftly replaced its eyes with two Cavefolk Eyes.

His hands moved quickly. He completed the eye replacement in barely two minutes.

Daniel, watching from the side, furrowed his brow in confusion. Although Li Ziran had already explained the theory behind extracting and replacing eyeballs in detail, once the actual procedure began, he still could not make heads or tails of it.

Retina, nerves, ocular blood vessels, focal length.

He could not understand how such strange terms kept popping from Li Ziran's mouth, nor could he understand how an eyeball would not be punctured when a blade went in.

A frog hung upside down before Daniel. Surgical scalpel in hand, he had no idea how to proceed.

He had studied under Li Ziran for three days already, yet the more he learned, the more lost he became.

His fingers unconsciously wanted to use witchcraft to extract the entire eyeball. That was simple. With the marvelous power of witchcraft, removing a whole eyeball was as easy as turning one's hand over.

He was baffled, and Li Ziran was baffled as well. Both hands pressed against the frog's eye sockets, but the expected light never appeared.

Although Daniel had told him about this organ-extraction witchcraft several times, it was never as convenient as a surgical scalpel. Yet he had to learn it.

This was the most basic skill of Witch Doctors in this world. Only by mastering this witchcraft could one learn the Sprite Grafting Spell.

After several consecutive attempts, Li Ziran gave up on practicing traditional witchcraft and turned instead to Sacrifice.

With a flick of his finger, a cluster of golden flames slowly rose. This was his recent harvest: Purification Flame.

He had successfully dissected a female