can't help but feel hatred.""I thought breaking through the Eastern Camp's defenses would be like cracking the hardest bone, but who would have thought they still had such a bloody secret technique up...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" more text you'd like me to translate!As the longsword slashed down, Lu Ye frowned. The Panshan Blade showed no sign of resistance at all; the copper light went straight through it and struck his fles...