!More and more disciples of the Danxin Sect gathered, surrounding Lu Ye. He could no longer take the initiative to attack. Inside his weapon case, nine spiritual artifacts flew out one after another,...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"hat death in the mirage was not real, he could act without fear.He had a vague feeling that when he could block that single domineering sword strike, would be when he had truly mastered the first form...