Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

fraid I can't do it anymore." Feng Yue Zen's weak voice rang out, panting. "Senior brother, it's really good to meet you in this lifetime."Li Baxian looked solemn and sighed: "Don't talk nonsense.""I...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.sible. Though he used the power of his ancestral blood to mobilize the entire domain, he couldn't precisely control the essence of the Blood-Severed Realm to suppress the Blood Clan's sunlit existence...