yself half an hour.Once words are spoken, and water is spilled, it's not good to bring Lu Ye out now, that would be improper.He glanced around and saw that all the Xian Yuan Guards were standing nearb...On the peak of Tiānjiàn, Lü Yè sat cross-legged, his Pán Shān Dao resting on his knee. His hands gripped the hilt, palms facing upwards. With each inhale and exhale, his mind and spirit resonated with the blade.

>It has been three days since I arrived here. The conditions I proposed to the major forces of the Wanmo Ridge have been released for five days, yet not a single cultivator from any of the Wanmo Ridge forces has appeared.

But Lu Ye's powerful perception could sense that in the surrounding darkness, several ghost cultivators were lurking.

Lu Ye originally thought these ghost cultivators were here to kill him, but now it seems unlikely. If they really wanted to kill him, they should have made their move already. He's exposed quite a few flaws in the past few days.

Of course the Wan Mo Ridge wanted to kill him.to truly succeed, we still need to give Zixuan a little push.>>"Die!" roared Sheathed Blood, his hand grasping like a lion's claw, reaching straight for Lu Ye's head. Although he appeared motionless,...