章 633: Farce

Davis narrowed his eyes as he felt the cultivation of those women to be at the Fifth Stage. A specific woman was even at the Sixth Stage in Essence Gathering Cultivation!

When he concentrated his physical senses on the men, he failed to garner their cultivation!

'Seventh Stage Experts?'

'Tch!' Davis felt his mood worsen.

Just when he was expecting to meet no humans in the Sunset Tear Mountain, he mused that he unexpectedly met with Slave Traders. However, he didn't even know how they managed to catch these women in the wilderness.

One of the three men's eyes lit up as he came to the front. His gaze that stayed on Evelynn moved to Davis when he completely neared them, standing just two meters away from them.

He clasped his hand and opened his mouth while he shot a look of contemptuous gaze at Davis, "Greetings, fellow cultivator! We are the three brothers of the Blood Arc Mercenaries."