"Having said so much, you should be satisfied by now, especially since you possess something I need."
Chen Yuan's words sounded like a murmur from the underworld.
Heard by Miao Renfeng, they struck fear into his heart. He tried to channel his True Qi in resistance, but found he could not mobilize it at all; strands of cold, sinister Evil Qi were infiltrating his heart meridians.
The clash between the True Qi and Evil Qi in his Dantian collapsed at the slightest touch!
His situation was akin to the peril Chen Yuan had encountered when ambushed by Liu Changkong earlier; alas, he had no Blood Evil Saber to save his life and could only await death.
"Chen... Chen Patrol Envoy, please take whatever you need from me; why must you take my life?"
Miao Renfeng hastily spoke.
He was puzzled about what he possessed that could be so valuable to Chen Yuan; if there was such a thing, he would willingly offer it just to cling to life.
"Good, thank you."