"Release them?"
Mo Wangchen looked at the white-haired elder emerging from the Qianyuan Sect, "It's not impossible, exchange them for the Desolate Energy."
"Are you threatening this old man?"
The white-haired elder was none other than the Qianyuan Saint Master, an unparalleled figure within the realm of Ning State.
In the past, with the status of the Qianyuan Sect in Ning State, who dared to offend it in the slightest?
Let alone as it is today, with both the Saint Heir and many Elders captured, they demand Desolate Energy as ransom.
"There's no threat intended, I'm seriously proposing a trade." Mo Wangchen chuckled lightly.
He came here with two purposes: one was to intimidate the Qianyuan Sect so they wouldn't harm the Du Family.
The second was for the Desolate Energy.
Even the Great Elder Su Mao could carry thousands of pounds of Desolate Energy personally, indicating the Qianyuan Sect must have a considerable amount.
