icated, but to ensure the accuracy of the results, he didn't immediately attack this insectoid race. Instead, he quietly lay in wait.After a while, the centipede horde settled down, remaining motionle...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"" Tian Sheng responded calmly. His tone didn't sound like he had just killed several elders, but rather some insignificant chickens and dogs.Xíng Mó couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. While...