ay, in the far north of the Blood Refining Realm, distant from the Crimson Holy Land, this situation remains unchanged.External threats have always been the only way to promote unity from within, this...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"Along the way, the ghosts kept chattering incessantly, occasionally asking Lu Ye how he was feeling.