Silver light flickered inside the small cave, which measured barely a dozen square meters, and at its very center stood a strange stone platform.
The platform was octagonal, built from a peculiar ink-black rock. A gleaming white crystal stood at its center. It was the size of a washbasin, but shaped like a vertical eye, with a brilliant silver flame wavering at the very center of its pupil.
Everywhere else in the cave lay countless bones and scraps of flesh from undead creatures. These remains had been pieced together into one bizarre shape after another. Some were humanoid, some resembled beasts, and others were forms even Huo Yuhao couldn't make sense of.
"Is he trying to piece together a body capable of housing him?" Huo Yuhao asked in surprise.
"Heh heh, that's right. You're a very clever human." Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out inside the cave, making Huo Yuhao shudder.
But when he turned his gaze toward it, he discovered that the voice had come from the crystal on the stone platform. The brilliant silver flame at the center of the Crystal Vertical Eye had now formed an aged, malevolent face, its eyes fixed intently on Huo Yuhao.
"You actually have a consciousness of your own?" Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed as he spoke in a low voice.
"I command the power of souls, so naturally, I awakened my intelligence much faster than my kin. Take that flame inside your body, for instance. Before me, they're nothing more than a child who hasn't grown up." Silver Flame chuckled sinisterly.
At the brilliant silver flame's words, the Fire Spirit Xiao Han immediately grew furious, pointing a little claw at him and letting out a constant stream of "Yoo, yoo!"
Although Huo Yuhao had no idea what Xiao Han was saying, he