Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

n peak.As the sun sets, the silhouette of a young boy stands out."Lu Ye is over there!" someone shouted."Go kill him!"Even monks from the nearby Wanmo Ridge heard the sound and turned their direction....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.anghai tore their faces apart. Naturally, they should cherish it here.Hai Tang immediately told Lu Ye about the Black Abyss Martial Arts tournament: "Junior Brother Lu, you also noticed before enterin...