"I don't have any inheritance. How could the likes of us obtain True Saint Yuan Chu's inheritance?" Zhou Ming said.
It was the truth, but to the white-browed elder and the others, it sounded like an excuse.
"So you refuse to cooperate, fellow Daoist." The white-browed elder's gaze turned cold.
"In that case, don't blame us for being rude."
He weighed the intelligence in his mind. This man's strength was supposedly suppressed, yet he had still escaped an assault by more than thirty people. His fighting ability could not be underestimated.
The six of them might struggle to capture him, but holding him until the others arrived would be no problem.
As long as they held him, the greatest credit would be theirs.
"Form the array!" the white-browed elder barked.
The six Great Luo True Realm cultivators spread out at once, each taking a position. Six different Great Dao Laws wove into a net, sealing off this stretch of the void.
"Attack!"
The ruler in the white-browed elder's hand blazed with clear light and came down toward Zhou Ming's head.
The strike looked plain, but it held the profound truths of teaching and order, enough to suppress any power that defied them.
The other five attacked at the same time. Blades flashed, and divine abilities surged toward Zhou Ming from every direction.
None struck to kill. Every attack was meant to restrain and suppress him.
As far as they were concerned, Zhou Ming was trapped.
Zhou Ming looked at the Heavenly Net and Earthly Web. He had only one thought.
End this fast.
He could not let them pin him down here.
Facing the white-browed elder's ruler, Zhou Ming did not dodge. He did not even look at the other five attacks.
He simply raised a hand and clenched it