Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

rdsman of the battlefield descended from the heavens. Alone, with a single sword, he intimidated all the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge into silence.Without mentioning the rankings on the Yiling Stream li...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.ecame even more chaotic."The youth named Lu Ye looked at the oldest man in the room, "You speak first. Everyone else be quiet!"The old man never expected to be treated this way, he was overjoyed and o...