"So that's how it is." Lu Xiaotian nodded, wondering secretly if Emperor Qinling had also practiced the Shattering Spirit Technique to be able to control the Eight Desolation Seals simultaneously and manipulate eighteen golden figures to fight the enemy.
Having roughly understood what the Qin clan called the Eight Desolation Seals, Lu Xiaotian put away the Nascent Souls of the several individuals. Xiang Kuang had already brought He Hu around.
"Eastern boy, did you find out something?" Xiang Kuang said.
"How did you know?"
"You brat, you always seem so mysterious, yet you know so much. There's always someone to ask for advice." Xiang Kuang chuckled darkly.
"There's more than just one person I ask for advice from. I have a set of Blood Cauldron Demon-Refining Formations. Previously near that black pool, plus the one we ran into later, and the one from before that chased me until I fled to Misty Hall—the high-level cultivators of the Zhao clan who have fallen by my hands already number as many as six. The heritage of these Zhao clan members is no less than that of your Xiang State imperial family, and the Nascent Souls of both the main and deputy clan chiefs are in my hands. If they don't want to be used by me to sacrifice to the formation, naturally they have to show some value." Lu Xiaotian smiled indifferently, and then relayed everything he knew about the Eight Desolation Seals to Xiang Kuang.
"What a grand Emperor Qinling, collecting rare weapons of the world to build eighteen golden figures. Only this emperor through the ages has such a magnificent vision." Xiang Kuang's eyes blazed with brilliant light as he listened. Then, changing his mind, he transmitted his voice.
"You brat, dragging me aside to ask all this and then