hall, numerous cultivators sat solemnly, their faces etched with worry. The previous atmosphere of merriment and laughter was gone, replaced by a heavy silence.In the vast hall, only Pang Huan's deep...The ghost suddenly found that things were getting a little strange.

She was mentally prepared for Fa Wu Zun to refuse or make unreasonable demands. After all, she had come to him for help.

The ghost spoke, "Advance!"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.