spirit's spiritual power, she would have probably held it up in reverence.Lu Ye's forehead bulged with a blue vein as he corrected, "What do you mean quail This is a fire phoenix. Read it with me, Fir...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"e instantly killed by his magic weapons.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Lü Yè weaved through the chaotic battlefield, his eyes fixed on the Guardian of Qingfeng Gate....