The giant had been very strong.
Aksai had no doubt that Droven would have caused him serious trouble if the battle had continued under normal circumstances.
He looked at the golden Demon Vine still piercing through Droven's chest.
Aksai raised his hand, and the vine slowly pulled itself out.
Puchi!
Blood flowed from the wound.
Droven's body swayed slightly before falling to the ground with a heavy thud.
Aksai stared at him.
"I don't know or care who you are, but intruding on my turf without my consent was a big mistake. This island still belongs to me you know... at least for now."
There was no hatred in his voice. Droven had simply been an enemy. There was nothing complicated about that.
Aksai had already suspected what had happened.
The imperial cultivators had not simply appeared here by chance. It seemed that the Sun Ocean Lord had stolen something from them, taking advantage of a chaotic situation.
