"The Sword Tomb has already vanished! Don't you think... you ought to tell me something?" Zhang Qingxiao's expression flickered. "And that nameless Thunder Control Sect elder who was forming Nascent Soul—don't tell me you don't know him? Also... what was that dragon roar?"
"What about the Ten Directions Annihilation Great Formation? What about the Four Directions Sword Array? Do you need this young master to tell you?" Xiao Hua asked with a smile.
"The Ten Directions Annihilation Great Formation? The Four Directions Sword Array? What do those have to do with me?" Zhang Qingxiao raised his brows. "So many sword cultivators and cultivators died—that was exactly what I wanted! What I want to know now is how the Sword Tomb suddenly disappeared! That Duojin Mountain Yu Family blood sacrifice formation you mentioned was west of the sword array, precisely where the entire Sword Tomb was sucked away. You were there at the time, so don't tell me this had nothing to do with you!"
"When did I ever say it had nothing to do with me?" Xiao Hua showed no intention of denying it before Zhang Qingxiao.
"Could it be... that you've truly formed Nascent Soul already?" Joy appeared on Zhang Qingxiao's face, and he nearly cried out, "If so, then our plan..."
"How could it be that simple?" Xiao Hua sighed, slapped his forehead, and released the pressure of his Golden Core!
"Alas—only just formed a Golden Core!" Disappointment immediately appeared on Zhang Qingxiao's face. He shook his head again. "Though your strength can rival a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you can even frighten away an Illusion Sword Rank Three swordsman, against Nascent Soul cultivators, especially late Nascent Soul cultivators... I fear the gap is still far too great."
Seeing Zhang Qingxiao's disappointment, Xiao Hua felt warmth rise in