Chapter Sixty-Two: Sky-Splitting Gorge

hacked with several dents, bearing the brunt of his attacks. When Lu Ye first chose this spiritual weapon, he was drawn to its weight and solidity. Inside, nine spiritual veins reinforced the blade,...Half a month later, Lu Ye, dusty from his travels, appeared before a canyon. Compared to the previous hardship of riding a tiger on the road, he was undoubtedly more composed at this moment.

On the first day riding Tiger, he was tossed about so violently that he almost fell apart. The inside of his thighs were rubbed raw and bloody. That kind of state couldn't possibly allow for cultivation at all.

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She is a spirit, coming and going without a trace. Doing this makes it convenient for her, and on several occasions she has helped me avoid some hidden dangers in advance.

>>dn't feel anything special, but as time 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...