Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

g into the abyss, but they have vanished without a trace, leaving no sign of their whereabouts.At this very moment, beneath the chasm of Tianhe, a figure stood proudly with his hands behind his back,...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.g Yin before, she had already seen this person.Although I don't know this person, his attire speaks volumes—he's undoubtedly a cultivator from Mount Blood!>>Even if he were at his peak, let alone now...