Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

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.ng the faces of the arriving people, several cultivators were overjoyed."You two little bastards!""Aha, this is just like finding a needle in a haystack without any effort at all!"They were just worri...