Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

Ye's head was spinning, he quickly figured out the truth of the matter. He couldn't help but feel nervous. Now that he was just a Level 3 Qi Refinement cultivator, how could he possibly handle this s...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.rowth is mainly because now each batch of living Haotiantian League cultivators isn't small in number, ranging from a dozen to thirty or forty.As the number of people increased, so did our strength.Co...