Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

esh blood splattered, Lu Ye and Zhou Shixiong each retreated three steps.Lü Yè's right chest was gushing blood, pierced clean through by Zhou Shixiong's sword. But Zhou Shixiong wasn't faring well eit...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. in front of him into his divine sea.During this process, both Qian Ying and Mu He held their black umbrellas tightly, watching with anxiety.The moment the projection disappeared, Lu Ye's expression t...