Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

drink, then continued his cultivation. His spiritual apertures were already open to thirty-six. During the day, he was too busy and exhausted to break through the barrier of the thirty-seventh apertur...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. that this was a problem.Actually, Lu Ye had thought about this many years ago. If one day the zombie horde on the Wushuang Continent was completely wiped out, what would happen Without the Wushuang C...