Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

e battle just now, it was a hard-fought victory. He managed to make it back here, but in the end, he couldn't hold on any longer.Lu Ye stared blankly at the place where the butcher had disappeared.He...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. sacrifice lives, we must stop the Blood Race from building the summoning altar.As the three were talking, a strange change seemed to occur in the distant void.As people's hearts felt the weight of it...