Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

th, before standing up with heads hung low.When Lu Ye rushed over with his sword drawn, Luo He had already escaped through the passage. He turned back and hurled a talisman at Lu Ye.Lu Ye's mind shru...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.eams echoed through the air as the cultivators from Wanmo Ridge, wounded by Lu Ye's weapons and Yi Yi's spells, cried out in pain.The way ahead is clear, having broken through the obstacles. Under the...