Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

dance. The crimson spiritual energy wrapped around the Panshan sword seemed like a toddler taking its first steps, swaying gently and floating in the air.>>"Everything has its strengths and weaknesses...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.aid, it was either enemy annihilation or our own demise; there were no other options.The Skeletal General was very close now, Lu Ye was just thankful that this creature seemed a bit out of it and hadn...