Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

he same time, Ye Lu felt a sense of emptiness throughout his body, and an overwhelming weakness washed over him.He thought to himself, "It's over."Fatigue washed over him, Lu Ye gritted his teeth and...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. couldn't say it was masterful, it was undoubtedly much better than his initial clumsiness.With the cover of the sea of blood, it would be strange if Su Yuming could grasp his figure.Although he was e...