Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

rail depicted on their map, the air grew thick with a palpable sense of oppression. The closer they got to Cang Ming Mountain's basecamp, the more formidable the obstacles became. Lu Ye couldn't shake...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.ate is denied, even if a new faction's flag is raised, it will ultimately be difficult to sustain. On the other hand, if the Heavenly Mandate is granted, this can change the battlefield markings. Whe...