Chapter 1193: The First Star Weaver

The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”Xiao Jiu made a decision, in fact, it had never had its own opinion......

Many times, Lu Ye felt that it wasn't like a spirit that had existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but more like a child who hadn't grown up.

Perhaps for a spirit, tens of thousands of years is only the infancy stagee blood race, he fears no death, but the altar cannot be destroyed. This is because it relates to the arrival of the blood realm. If the altar is destroyed, all his previous efforts will be in vain, a...