Mo Ling fell, Lu Ye, clad in blood qi, charged towards the female cultivator of the Holy Fire Sect. His murderous aura was as ever-present as the air around him.The tragic deaths of those cultivators...ou have any other text you'd like me to translate!After about half an hour, all the storage bags were opened. As expected, there wasn't anything that particularly caught the eye.Tao Zhengyu had alrea...