Gu Fan held up a hand, signaling the women to stay quiet. He suppressed his Origin Realm aura entirely, making his presence invisible, and funneled a microscopic sliver of generic Qi into the token to activate the audio receiver without broadcasting his own signature.
A crackling sound filled the air, followed by an arrogant, commanding voice that echoed sharply from the small stone.
"Bai Hua, answer the token," the voice demanded. It carried the undeniable, haughty tone of a high-ranking orthodox elder used to giving orders.
Gu Fan did not speak. He simply held the token, listening intently.
"I know you are there, you rotting witch," the Elder from the White Bone Hall continued, his tone turning impatient. "Our sect's perimeter arrays detected massive, chaotic Origin-level fluctuations originating from your ravine last night. We registered the detonation of an Earth-Grade array and the death-throes of multiple Peak-Origin experts."
