Chapter 1919: The Son's Return

àn, Lü Yè sat cross-legged, his Pán Shān Dao resting on his knee. His hands gripped the hilt, palms facing upwards. With each inhale and exhale, his mind and spirit resonated with the blade.>It has be...Standing still, Lu Ye pondered for a long time.al nightmare, where only the ruthless could survive. The fights between ordinary people were sometimes even more brutal than those between cultivators.And this fighting style of his, is undoubtedly in...