Sacred Treasure

Mo Wen had just taken two steps forward when the sinister voice sounded from behind him. Mo Wen frowned and paused, turning to look at the Devil Kingdom cultivator straight in the eyes. Judging from the Devil Kingdom cultivator's words, it seemed like he was not going to let Mo Wen leave.

"What do you mean?" Mo Wen asked calmly, slightly annoyed internally. This youth snatched the savage ancient beast from him and now the youth was stopping him from leaving. Mo Wen had never encountered such an unreasonable person before.