Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

at the eleven men charged forward incessantly, showing no intention of engaging with the eighty cultivators.Even if the cultivators of Zhōrì Shān desperately tried to stop them, they couldn't withstan...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.'t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it at all.Looking at the boy standing there, holding a long sword, covered in blood, many cultivators from the Danxin Sect seemed to see a new sta...