ight.Everyone thought Lu Ye was playing a musical instrument with the aim of harming enemies, but it turned out to be something entirely different.For a moment, many Wanmo Ridge cultivators were caugh...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Theeven several fire spirits of at least the Zhenhu realm as its core, with other members serving as subordinates. This significantly increased their ability to withstand attacks from the human race.In t...