Watching the Town Cloud Seal smash into the hall's wall and scatter the black qi, Xiao Hua's heart nevertheless plunged into the abyss, cold and icy.
Beneath the black qi, the liquid like black water had already smeared across the entire wall. The black radiance that the Town Cloud Seal had struck out before now flickered again and again. Though it had dimmed greatly, it had not been extinguished!
Even Xiao Hua's most formidable magic treasure, the Town Cloud Seal, could not break through the blood formation controlled by Zhang Qingxiao!
Seeing that the Town Cloud Seal's attack was ineffective, Xiao Hua hurriedly reached out. The seal flipped several times in midair and flew above his head, releasing a cluster of bronze radiance threaded with red strands that firmly protected him.
Zhang Qingxiao, meanwhile, held a formation flag in his hand and continued to watch Xiao Hua with great interest, showing no intention of making a move!
Only after the Town Cloud Seal had shielded him did Xiao Hua feel at ease. He raised his head to look at the unfamiliar cultivator before him, bowed, and said, "This junior is Xiao Hua of the Thunder Control Sect. May I ask how Senior should be addressed?"
"Mm, I know your name is Xiao Hua!" Zhang Qingxiao said with a smile at the corner of his lips, though it was impossible to tell whether it was a cold smile or one of delight.
"Oh? Senior knows this junior?" Xiao Hua froze.
Zhang Qingxiao nodded. "I know you, but you do not know me!"
The words "you" and "I" rolled off Zhang Qingxiao's tongue so naturally that they did not sound at all like the speech of a senior to a junior. It was precisely because of this that Xiao Hua was greatly