A Demon Chrysalis, which had just been born, flew up to Xia Fei's side. It looked pathetically small, no bigger than his pinky.
Xia Fei felt very curious. He had seen Demon Chrysalises spanning over a hundred miles, but he had not seen one as small as this.
He reached out and grabbed this baby Demon Chrysalis .He carefully examined the creature; sure enough, it looked like a very normal Demon Chrysalis and was no different from a small piece of blackened charcoal. Its mouth grew on its underbelly and it possessed only one eye.
This little creature appeared to be on the precipice of death, looking exceptionally pitiful as it lay in Xia Fei's palm, unconscious.