Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

word was more stable than before, and his strikes were faster.>>During wartime declarations, the moment cultivators from both sides clashed, different colored lights would appear on their palms, clear...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.y old, around thirty years old. Her skin was white and tender, her appearance was charming, and she wore a close-fitting floral dress that outlined her graceful curves.Lu Ye was surprised.Let me know...