Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

mound. It was clear that someone often came to pay their respects here. Who would have thought he'd run into someone this late at nightHe's caught red-handed this time. If he didn't have his spirit ru...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.an instant, the battlefield was filled with waves of sword light, engulfing both figures, making it impossible for the watching cultivators to see the situation clearly.Until a certain moment, the swo...