Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

n limits. After withstanding a wave of attacks from the Wàn Mó Lǐng cultivators, it had been broken. However, at this moment, none of the Wàn Mó Lǐng cultivators had the energy to attack him.On that g...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.evel, and spending several days together, Amber felt immense pressure. She only saw a bleak future ahead.Lü Yexin continued to serve the spirit wine. She poured another bowl for Niè Yuèxiān, who drank...