his thought crossed his mind, Lu Ye swiftly exited the wooden hut and arrived at an open space.As soon as his thoughts moved, a surge of spiritual energy coursed through him. A fiery glow flowed behin...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.Before he had taken a few steps, two points of crimson light appeared in the thick fog ahead.The Panshan Blade was engulfed in flames, its light flashing as it moved. The twin edges, imbued with the s...