Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

seals with both hands.His gaze was fixed on that spot, forty li away. Lu Ye was flying over with his sword drawn, rushing in wildly and ferociously.In the next instant, Zhao Tianmu's spiritual power...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.lso mentioned to Lu Ye that his reputation was gradually spreading, and the disciples of the Heavenly God would definitely notice his existence. They would inevitably take action against him.Even in t...