Huo Yuhao contemplated momentarily, and he figured that opening the pouch wouldn’t hurt, and there was no harm in taking a look. He nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll have to trouble you, then. But I can’t open it with my spiritual power. Brother Skydream, don’t you need to borrow my spiritual power?”

Skydream said proudly, “It’s not because you don’t have enough spiritual power to open it, it’s because your spiritual power control isn’t there yet. This spiritual seal can’t stump me.”

Skydream’s body bounced lightly as he spoke, and he landed on the pouch as his translucent body flickered with golden light.

Huo Yuhao’s eyes glowed at the same time, and a radiant golden light gradually flowed out along with his spiritual power.

He could feel that his spiritual power was undergoing peculiar transformations as it was channeled into Skydream.

That’s… Compression!

Huo Yuhao’s spiritual power began to compress under Skydream’s direction. Skydream had given his spiritual origin to Huo Yuhao, but he still had the most substantial spiritual imprint, one that had been baptized by a million years of life. Unless the Calamity Necromancer...