hed the disciples under his command, so there wasn't much panic.The moment the sound from the machine column vanished, the heavy clouds suddenly sank downwards. From afar, it seemed like a giant cotto...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"n sheath, only it was more uniquely shaped and had a stronger function, because all of his magical artifacts were nurtured within the gourd.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to tran...