Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

f crimson-glowing eyes appeared before them. A figure shrouded in blood mist swung a longsword down like a raging storm.He roared and raised his weapon.The sound of a blade cleaving through flesh ech...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.irit stones. For example, many sects' large gathering spirit formations use them.But Lu Ye naturally wouldn't be so reckless. If he really did that, it would very likely alarm the cultivators in Huxi...