"Then I must hurry!"
Shen Lang suddenly felt a strong sense of urgency.
Losing to Sun Wukong was one thing, but if he were left far behind by the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor, that would be truly embarrassing!
Without further worry, he sat down and focused, starting to run the Cultivation Technique, attempting to connect the Primordial Force within him with the surrounding Death Force.
The Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor showed a faint smile and, with a thought, enveloped himself and Shen Lang in a Barrier.
As for Sun Wukong, Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor wasn't worried in the slightest.
The Sun Wukong he knew, although passionate and warlike, wasn't mindless—he wasn't someone who blindly charges ahead futilely.
Since Sun Wukong decided to stay behind to confront that strange man alone, he surely had some plan in mind.
Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor could even guess Sun Wukong's intention; he's likely trying to use the strange man's hand to break through his bottleneck.
