re to vent them.As the powerful words of the experts in Wan 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 a...ned carefully. When someone asked him later what he had just sung, he couldn't answer, how tragic is that!Unconsciously, Lu Ye had been enveloped by immense grief. The ethereal song seemed to tell a s...