u Ye felt a few warm drops of blood splatter on his face.>>Gradually, he felt the sounds behind him fade away, and that's when he stopped.After waiting a while, he turned around and went back. Halfway...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"denly, a brilliant light flashed behind him. It was so sharp and piercing that it felt like countless needles stabbing his back. With another palm strike incoming, Yiyi cried out in pain and quickly d...