Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

embarrassing situation."The short sword let out a faint, ringing clang as its blade slashed downwards. The jade plaque hanging at the black-clad man's waist shattered into pieces with a deafening boo...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.nse, and still others dedicated to building this altar.The moment the altar was constructed, a surge of blood light surged into the sky, reaching into the heavenly chasm. Immediately after, the heaven...