Chapter 963: Put on Your Mask

ons, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to on... out by Lu Ye.Flames surged, spiritual energy raged, and screams were swallowed by the chaos.In just a few dozen breaths, half of the cultivators in Lingdi had perished. The rest were shrouded in desp...