Shen Lang's current situation was dire.
He had sent the Desolate Domain Demon Ape, Evil Song, and the others away.
Now, his only real helpers left were the Ghost King and the Evil Eye Lord.
However, he definitely couldn't let the Evil Eye Lord out to help.
Shen Lang didn't have a contract over the guy's Soul Blood. Faced with this kind of crisis, he would probably vanish at the first opportunity.
Even if he didn't run, his abilities were only enough to handle two Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven experts at most.
The key problem was Dingdang, who was in the King Martial Realm!
The final outcome would surely be him getting slapped into paste by Dingdang.
As for the Ghost King, he only had one use right now—to serve as Shen Lang's wings. Without these wings, Shen Lang would be in an even worse state.
So, what were his options? 'Fight? I'm heavily injured, and my cultivation is greatly diminished. There's no way I can win in this condition.'
