Night 308, Part 2

"Mad? We might not be mad, but you definitely are about to lose your minds," Yuan Ming said with a smile.

With a sudden movement, he clasped his hands together, forming seals rapidly. In an instant, layers of white cloth enveloped Yu Hen and the others, quickly forming into a huge cocoon.

To be honest, the strength of these old men was a bit beyond his expectations, but no matter, just hold on a little longer. Their Daoist Skills were not what they used to be. Using the Inheritance Dao Artifacts put a tremendous strain on them, and with their physical conditions, they could last at most ten minutes.

"By the way, you don't seriously believe that by sending away the Dao Seed Disciples, they can be unharmed, do you?"

"Heh, so what if I know?" Yu Hen sneered coldly. "It so happens that Ku Chan of Zihe Palace is nearby. Once he receives the call for help and arrives, you will all die!"