Arhat of Humanity

In the dim and damp mine shaft, Lu Ye walked forward with a mining basket on his back and a pickaxe in his hand.,At this moment, Lu Ye felt a chill run down his spine. He saw a faint blue light flowing through the palm of the other person's hand.,The cultivators of Xieyue Valley generally wouldn't care about the lives and deaths of the mine slaves. They also knew that fights were common among the mine slaves in the ore veins. Unless they happened to encounter them, they would basically ignore it.。