n this fiery land, and they were treasures that could be devoured by the talent tree!For any cultivator, 200 merit points wouldn't be a small sum. Lu Ye had spent a little over 20,000 merit points on...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. price he paid was immeasurable. With a single strike, Lu Ye's oil lamp went out.The power of that strike wasn't simply due to Lu Ye's own prowess,>Even in another situation, even if Lu Ye's cultivati...
Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap