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Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap
issures. Three breaths later, it completely shattered.The land shrouded in a great array, also appeared before the eyes of several people.A solitary tomb, an ancient altar."Master Lei Zhengyin's Tomb"...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.a sermon from his master, he returned to Cuizhu Peak.He raised his hand, holding up the amber. Lu Ye walked out of the bamboo house, stretching languidly. His gaze was vacant, fixed on a direction, hi...