With a boom, the Zhurong Seal struck the stone wall. Whether because the wall was made of some special material or for some other reason, the Zhurong Seal left a pit only about an inch deep.
Xu Qingtong was startled, not by the power of the Zhurong Seal, but by its consumption of spiritual power. That single strike had nearly consumed a third of his spiritual power.
It seems activating a spirit artifact requires far more spiritual power than a magical artifact!
Expending so much magic power to make a pit only about an inch deep clearly gave him little cause for delight. Xu Qingtong left the Artifact Refining Room and entered the stone hall, raised his hand to summon the Soul-Chasing Spear, and sent it shooting toward the stone wall.
With a clang, the Soul-Chasing Spear bounced back. When he looked at the stone wall again, it bore only an indentation shallower than the thickness of a chive leaf.
Without comparison, there was no sting! A comparison between the Zhurong Seal and the Soul-Chasing Spear made their superiority and inferiority immediately clear! But the Zhurong Seal consumed far too much magic power!
Having tested the Zhurong Seal's striking power, he poured magic power into it again and activated the spell within. The Zhurong Seal contained a fire spell called Scarlet Flame Flying Dragon. Driven by Xu Qingtong's magic power, a fiery-red flying dragon emerged from the Zhurong Seal, shaking its head and swishing its tail, lifelike in every detail.
At a thought from Xu Qingtong, the fire dragon flew straight toward the stone wall. With a puff, it struck the wall, instantly scorching the stone a different color.
After testing the Zhurong Seal, Xu Qingtong was deeply satisfied. With a spirit artifact, he had another trump card.
Successfully refining