Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

Sect cultivators reacted extremely quickly. In just ten breaths' time, all the cultivators in the station rushed out.Suddenly, the camp was filled with brilliant light and became incredibly lively.Let...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.the Blood race!He wielded a bone spike, honed from the leg of an ancient beast, bathed in bloodlight. It was clear he had invoked a secret blood art. The bone spike shot straight toward the dragon thr...