et out a faint, ringing clang as its blade slashed downwards. The jade plaque hanging at the black-clad man's waist shattered into pieces with a deafening boom.With the destruction of the jade plaque,...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.it wouldn't be so bad. The most crucial point is that every three hours, this golden spirit talisman bestowed by Heaven will erupt once. Anyone holding it, no matter where they hide, will expose their...