shrouded in mist from head to toe. Their features were obscured, and it was impossible to tell male or female.This is clearly not a real person, but rather a mystical illusion of the mirage itself.Thi...“I’ve always felt that the name Lu Ye sounded familiar, and now I know, you are the same Jiu Tian Lu Yi Ye from that day.” Hei Yun smiled slightly, her gaze somewhat scrutinizing: “Your cultivation progress is truly impressive. Back then, you were just at the Shen Hai stage, and now you have reached the Yue Yao mid-stage, even Shi Xin isn’t your match.”

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"Just luck," Lu Ye said with a smile, gesturing with his hand. "Lord Demon King, please."

The black clouds dot the sky, he still carries his hands behind him, striding up onto the bamboo building.

Early that day, the host and guest sat down. Heiyun was still looking around curiously, as if interested in everything. However, Lu Ye's bamboo building was extremely simple, with only a few pieces of furniture. Heiyun couldn't see much grandeur.

"The visitor is here, and it appears to be someone from the Riyue clan. They came through an official request for a meeting. Of course, Lu Ye wouldn't be impolite. He took out a set of tea utensils from his storage ring and began to carefully brew some tea."

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"What was the Demon Lord talking about" it. Qin Yuandai's death was known to Tang Jun and many cultivators in the Nine Continents. There is no wall that doesn't leak wind in this world. Rather than letting Wu Zhu learn about it through ot...