Zhang Qingxiao was right. The Town Cloud Seal was a magic treasure, and it required an enormous amount of spiritual power to activate; the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi it absorbed was even greater. That was the fundamental reason magic treasures were stronger than magical artifacts. If he truly could not draw Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from outside within this blood array, Xiao Hua could only pour his own spiritual power into the Town Cloud Seal. Otherwise, he could only look at it and not use it! It would be worse than a magical artifact! And although Xiao Hua's spiritual power was not as scant as Zhang Qingxiao claimed, how long could it last?
"Forget it. Since you are unwilling to say more, this old man will ask you one final question!" Seeing Xiao Hua's expression shift, Zhang Qingxiao smiled. "Where on the Xiaoyu Continent are you from? For instance, east, south, west, or north of Xi Country—which direction?"
Xiao Hua stared at Zhang Qingxiao, at that utterly unfamiliar face, his mind racing endlessly. He truly could not remember where he had ever seen this Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect!
"Hehe, Senior, if this junior said that even I do not know where I came from, would you believe me?" Xiao Hua bit his lip, fixed his gaze on Zhang Qingxiao's eyes, and spoke loudly.
An indescribable emotion flashed through Zhang Qingxiao's eyes—perhaps relief, perhaps pity, perhaps anger. Seeing his expression change, Xiao Hua inwardly cried that things were bad. With a flick of his hand, he struck the spell formula he had long prepared onto the Town Cloud Seal. Spiritual power flowed throughout his body and poured into the seal. The Town Cloud Seal gave a ringing cry, its buzzing growing louder as bronze light flashed