Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

im. He opened his blurry eyes and saw that Lu Yiye, who had been sitting by the front of the house just moments ago, was now standing before him, looming down at him.The lithe, green leaves of the lon...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.they immediately rushed this way, flying without regard for their own spiritual energy consumption.Upon arriving, he saw that the mountains and plains were filled with cultivators. There were at least...