Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

faces. Especially that seventh-layered cultivator, his situation was dire. One by one, tiny mushrooms suddenly sprouted from his seven orifices. He swatted them away in a panic and looked down; his h...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.ld have been easier to withstand the attacks.Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.At Ji Yan's command, over a hundred cultivators transformed into more than ten small squads and began to move.On r...