A fledgling fire phoenix, on the verge of breaking through its shell, had lost its spark of life. Its palm-sized, raw-red body was covered in damp, downy fur. Feng Wu carefully extracted the core, which had not yet fully formed. The core, no larger than a thumb, was incredibly fragile and a pale pink color. Within it, there was almost no trace of the Zerg. Feng Wu turned to look at Jian, who wore a calm expression.
"Split the core open."
Jian said only these four words.
Chapter 1743