an range is vast, and like Lu Ye's hunting party, each family has several such squads, each responsible for a specific area.Less than a cup of tea's worth of time had passed before the five-man squad...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.treasure belongs to the capable, if one's strength is inferior, what is there to complain about Naturally, one should strive hard and improve oneself so as to regain face in the future.It's disgusting...