"He can't escape!" I stated gravely, "Even if he flees to the ends of the earth, I will drag him back."

The atmosphere was terrifyingly grim!

No one had anticipated that after enduring countless hardships, they would ultimately be tricked!

Beep beep! Beep beep!

Just then, a series of urgent chimes suddenly erupted from my waist!

"Ah! What is that sound?" Chen Guang and Luo Ye, among others, were startled, their eyes fixed on my hip pouch.

"Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission," I exclaimed with delight. Could it be that Yin Shuang has finished calibrating the spatial magic?

I quickly snatched the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission device into my hand!

"Is that you, Yin Shuang?"

"Dad, it's me!" From within the device came Xing Ye’s excited cheer, "We finally made contact."

Luo Ye and Chen Guang beside me stared at the Sound Transmission Stone in my hand with unconcealed astonishment: "This is the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission?"

"Indeed," Mo Hui boasted proudly. "This is the crystallization of the high magical civilization of our Mafa Continent."

"Incredible, to be able to carry a voice this far." Even the usually reserved and measured Xiang Kong looked utterly shocked. "With a treasure like this, we could report our reconnaissance findings to Headquarters instantly—so much safer and more convenient than using snow pigeons."

The crowd erupted into a flurry of excited discussion.