Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

bes stepped out of the darkness. A long sword hung at his waist, and he casually rested one hand on the hilt, striding out with an air of casual confidence, like a king inspecting his domain.The momen...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.ly if Fa Wu Zun could escape the pursuit.While others were skillfully piloting their star ships, she trailed behind, trying not to draw too much attention. Soon, she was left far behind and out of sig...