the inner circle or core circle to return. By then, the situation could become unfavorable for them.In the distance, Feng Yue cocked her ear, listening intently. A delighted smile played on her lips....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. passed, Lu Ye felt a subtle sensation—the Panshan sword in his hand seemed to be breathing with him, inhaling and exhaling.The long knife seemed to have a life of its own!until a moment, a cold light...