Chapter 163: Sorry. It Was a Trap!

A day later, Daxton Mabbett arrived at Falling Sorrow Island. The island sat in the middle of a vast sea. By the time he got there, plenty of cultivators had already gathered. The moment Daxton set foot on the shore, several pairs of eyes locked onto him. Three men strode over, each one at Spleen Cultivation Great Perfection. The one in front wore a greasy grin. "I heard you've got control of Ancient Dragon-" Daxton flickered in front of him and drew his sword in one clean arc. Pfft! Blood...