could only raise an arm. As spiritual energy and blood surged around him, they formed a barrier shaped like a turtle shell, protecting him in front.A dense roar erupted, and the colossal figure of the...After a moment of silence, there was no response. Ying Wujī asked again. Still, there was no answer.

After several attempts, Ying Wuji even couldn't help but wonder if this sound-transmitting stone was actually useful.

As he was about to put it away, he glanced around furtively, like someone with a guilty conscience. He clutched the communication stone and whispered, "Blood dripping ancient"ly spasm and was utterly incapable of dodging or resisting.When saw this, his imposing aura intensified, becoming even more ferocious. His hands clenched tightly around the Pianshan Blade, slashing d...