He first lowered his stance, acknowledging the other's status.
Bone Raven tilted its head slightly, the light in its crystal stone eyes flickering, seemingly savoring the truth or falsity in his words.
"Soul Source, has already fused with my origin, cannot be separated." Xu Ran continued to convey information, tone sincere, "Forcefully separated, I will surely dissipate, and the soul source will therefore collapse, yielding no benefit to you."
"As for the 'Core Bone'... I can offer it to you as compensation for disturbing the tranquility of this place."
This is the greatest concession he can make. Using a core bone to trade for his survival and the remaining thirty-three strands of Bone Fiend.
Bone Raven silently 'listened', without immediately responding.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze. On the deathly silent bone-laden earth, this newly born remnant soul and ancient tomb guardian were engaging in a silent contest.
