Within his divine sense, on the flawless, perfectly round, seamlessly fitted formation of golden tadpole talismans, there was a narrow crack. From that slender gap wafted a strange fragrance.
Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed. His divine sense immediately probed through the tiny crack, and only then did he discover in shock that the formation was merely a thin layer. Yet within that thin space were hundreds of millions of formations, each formed from countless tadpole-like talismans.
That formation was actually made of hundreds of millions of layers of formations stacked together!
However, Zhang Xiaohua knew full well that this formation could not simply have been piled up layer upon layer.
Inside the spherical formation was mysterious purple Qi, and within that purple Qi was a plump male infant. His eyes and mouth were tightly shut, and he wore an expression of solemn treasure-like majesty.
For the moment, Zhang Xiaohua had no time to think of anything else. He first raised his head and smiled at Guo Sufi. "Mother, congratulations. It's a boy. But wait a moment—I'll see how to get him out."
Guo Sufi was overjoyed. The fear in her eyes vanished completely, replaced by wild delight. The others beside her were also delighted and all wanted to step forward for a look, but Zhang Xiaohua repeatedly waved them back. "Mother, you and Father should all move farther back. Something might happen in a moment. Let me examine this carefully first and think of a good way."
Guo Sufi hurriedly nodded and retreated with the others, keeping a certain distance.
Only after everyone had moved far away did Zhang Xiaohua once again carefully inspect that extraordinarily profound innate formation. The crack in the sphere seemed born of nature itself. The tadpole-like talismans beside it appeared to have no connection at all,