studying the spirit trapped by the Xuanling Bell, and as Zhang Senior Brother unleashed a punch, a white tiger shot out, followed closely by a fierce cultivator.Before he could even figure out the sit...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"tion.The unprepared would likely have their focus solely on the back of that seven-layered body cultivator's hand, completely oblivious to the impending danger behind them.Although Lu Ye had guessed t...