Outside, the sun shone brightly and vegetation flourished. Inside the cave, headless corpses lay scattered on the ground, the smell of blood filled the air, and you could still hear the increasingly faint howls mingled with sobs.
Huo Yuhao simply followed behind the Demon Lion Soul Emperor. Gradually, his cries grew quieter and his steps slower, until all that remained were whimpers in his throat and his crawling body.
The Demon Lion Soul Emperor finally crawled to a door. His trembling hand tried to push it open, but he no longer had the strength. Seeing this, Huo Yuhao severed the Demon Lion Soul Emperor's neck with a stroke of the Ice Plume Sword. His head rolled a few times on the ground before coming to rest facing the cave ceiling.
Huo Yuhao paid him no attention and instead looked toward the door. This was probably the room where the Demon Lion Soul Emperor lived. Huo Yuhao pushed the door open.
The interior was completely different from outside. Though it was still inside the cave, there were soft carpets, bright lights, and expensive furniture. Fine fabric covered the cave's rock walls, and there were even several paintings hanging among them.
But that was not everything here. There were boxes of all sizes, implements for the Demon Lion Soul Emperor's pleasure and for toying with slaves, an enormous bed with a mattress made of fine material, and a huge golden birdcage. Only, what it held was not a bird, but a girl.
The girl in the cage looked only about twelve or thirteen. She had a pair of cat ears and a white tail. Her white cat tail drooped, and beneath her short, pale-green hair were mismatched eyes, one blue and one green. Yet those eyes, which should have been full of