Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

ield. He felt as if he were hacking at rubber; his long sword sank into it but became stuck inside.Luo He retreated while raising a finger to Lu Ye, gritting his teeth: "Golden Arc!"Now it was Lu Ye'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.manager suddenly turned around, his face showing a hesitant expression. He looked at Lü Yè with a meaningful look and said: "There has been some commotion near the Chamber of Commerce recently, I hope...