Yu Hao felt the irregular fluctuations of Spiritual Treasure on the compass, his eyes suddenly brightened, and asked, "Marquis of Wind, do you know what this is?"
Ling Chen glanced at the compass, a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and muttered, "I didn't expect this thing to actually be in his hands!"
Feng Hou smiled and pointed to the compass in her hand, "This object is called the Treasure Searcher, my innate Spiritual Treasure. In all the heavens and myriads of worlds, aside from those Supreme Treasures concealed by Great Powers, there is nothing my Treasure Searcher cannot find. Just set the direction and drop a bit of my Heart Blood Essence onto the needle of this compass, and Immortal Cranes will surely come forth to guide us in finding the Slaughter Witch's Artifact lost by the Demon Race in the past!"
The volume of Feng Hou's voice was not loud, but it was enough to shake the heart.
"What?"
"There's actually such a Spiritual Treasure between heaven and earth?"
