Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Xuanmen's Expedition

rpness allowed Lu Ye, with the cultivation of a Second Realm Spirit Stream practitioner, to fell a Third Realm physical cultivator.He moved with barely a pause, vaulting over the body of the slain war...Lü Yè still remembered the first time he encountered Amber. When their eyes met, her amber irises caused him to be momentarily dazed.

After the incident with the amber, things were pretty normal until now.

"I'm not sure," Yiy said after a moment of thought. She turned her head and asked, "Huǒbǎ, can you do magic"

Amber let out a cry.

"It said it wouldn't," Yīyī then replied.

Lü Yè twitched the corner of his mouth. To this day, he still didn't understand how Yīyī communicated with amber. How could she judge the other party's meaning through its voice It was truly magical.eacefully.After all, many of the demon tribes evolved from spirit beasts.Besides these two major races, Lu Ye was only aware of one other: the Insect Race.This almost mindless race brings nothing but...