Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

ng""Cut the crap!" Yang Guan shouted angrily, walked a few steps, then looked at the mining basket behind Lu Ye: "Throw it away."Lu Ye didn't dare to disobey. He untied the miner's cage and threw it o...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. known were the stories of his "Extermination Clan," the "Lingxi Three Disasters."Lu Ye's gaze swept over, remembering the appearance of the disciple who had asked the question. However, since the wor...