The instant Yi Yi's hands overlapped, Wu Ming, Liu Qi, and Zhang Miao almost simultaneously heard that crisp clap.
Even the Art-Sealed Wax Pill could not withstand the erosion of that clap... Within the Moli Immortal Mansion, this had originally been a warning sign of a potentially fatal crisis.
Yet the three of them knew very well that after that clap, there would at least be no further danger for a while.
After all, with Luohuang Mountain's Immortal Guiding Envoy standing guard beside them, what danger could there be?
Yi Yi, even after transforming into a Li Yao, had ultimately still come to stand at their side.
Naturally, this was thanks to Wu Ming's call.
His conjecture had been proven once again.
As long as one possessed sufficient understanding of everything within the Immortal Mansion, making unfamiliar things no longer unfamiliar... then there was a possibility of dialogue between both sides.
This so-called "possibility of dialogue" did not merely mean being able to hear their words without losing oneself. More importantly, it meant conveying one's own thoughts and intentions to the other party.
Li Yao were not incapable of communication, so long as one mastered the corresponding language.
Of course, the process would be exceedingly difficult. Even exerting all his strength, Wu Ming could currently only produce a single syllable, and that syllable only worked on Yi Yi. And this was truly thanks to the mark Yi Yi had left in this place being extraordinarily cooperative—almost as if, the moment Wu Ming called, he would immediately step forward and brave fire and flood for him.
But no matter what, this still signified a genuine breakthrough. From nothing to something—the journey of a thousand miles had taken its first step.
A moment later, Liu Sanlang looked at the terrifying black figure