eying to the bottom of this deserted island.>What's strange is that, for all eternity, these spirit islands floating on the Sea of Myriad Forms have never changed their positions. Whether the sea is c...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"is realm.They seemed to have figured it out. The little girl riding on Lu Ye's neck, though a sunlit powerhouse, seemed like more of a follower on this journey. And she gave off a strange feeling, mo...