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", and now after this battle, there were only over twenty left, damaged by more than half.The mermaid clan naturally wanted to hoard more, just in case. This was a good thing for Lu Ye."Yes, we want to...