Ji had fought with the Overmountain Tiger. The two of them were one at the second level and the other at the third level, yet the commotion of their fight was comparable to that of ordinary fifth-leve...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"ad already sought help from many people. These favors are all debts that Li Baxian has to bear.If I were to ask you again today, the burden would only grow heavier.Upon hearing this, Li Baxian sighed...