Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

torms. On the Golden Light Peak, with his cultivation at the fifth level, he fought in forty-three consecutive battles. Even when exhausted to the limit, he showed no fear.Remembering the awful feelin...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.ed.The moment Lu Ye's palm was engulfed, an irresistible force surged through him. His spiritual energy began to flow outwards at an unimaginable speed, like a floodgate bursting open.This sudden chan...