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" third-class sects. Adding these together, a conservative estimate is eighty to one hundred sects. This is only one state. The total of nine states is roughly eight hundred to one thousand sects abov...