Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

mishes, but in the face of this massive cultivator army, swarming like locusts, those few insect creatures barely make a splash.After flying for a whole day, the number of cultivators following Lu Ye...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.ect as the Samsara Tree, but no matter how complete or incomplete it is, it exists. Therefore, Lu Ye felt that instead of exploring and guessing on his own, he might as well ask directly.Please note t...