Ling Xiao let out a cold snort, exerting force in his palm to crush the remaining residue into powder. The blood phoenix collapsed to the ground in a wave of relief, its size shrinking to that of an ordinary falcon. The crimson color in its eyes completely faded, restoring its clear golden pupils. Raising its head weakly, it suddenly spoke in a human voice: "Thank you... for saving me..."
Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow. "You can speak?"
"My humble name is Huo Wu, and my true form is... the Lihuo True Phoenix..." The little phoenix's voice was as crisp as a young maiden's. "Imprisoned by the Blood Underworld Hall... for a hundred years... forced to guard... the blood-jade mine..."
Chapter 59