med up with other powerful figures from Wanmo Ridge to pursue Li Baxian's whereabouts. They happened to arrive at this battle, getting caught up in it by chance, and then being taught a lesson by a gr...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.es, because the ancient land that nurtured the army races has long since perished. In other words, there are a finite number of army races in this world. For every one that dies, there is one less. Pe...