Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

they finally realized that great danger was imminent and wanted to turn around and run, but it was too late.Zhuque's wings trembled slightly, her slender and elegant form crossing the barrier of space...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.hough he was a ghost cultivator and not good at direct confrontations, he was at least at the seventh level. The spiritual energy fluctuations displayed by Lu Yiye were only at the fifth level. He was...