Unless Ma Duo Bao came personally, they wouldn't be able to rival the king of demon servants, let alone annihilate it.
However, Ma Duo Bao was restrained by the Thousand Corpse Sect. Water from afar quenched not fire—he couldn't possibly help them.
What were they to do?
Ling Han frowned. He could only store everyone into the Black Tower. They definitely couldn't all die here. As long as they didn't die, then everything was possible. Besides, once Ma Duo Bao realized what was going on, he would be able to quickly lend a helping hand.
It could only be so.
"Everyone, I have a spatial divine tool that can save our lives. Don't resist my divine sense's envelopment later, I'll bring everyone inside." Ling Han sent a divine sense transmission to the eight Kings and Yi Shuang Shuang.