Apart from Wang Yuan, the other eunuchs and palace maids serving in the palace were all ordinary people; where had they ever seen such a display?
They hadn't paid any attention to what the Inner Court Eunuch had said.
They just stared blankly at the "little eunuch," who used to be somewhat familiar, as he transformed in quick succession into a cheetah, a bird, a mosquito, a brick...
Trying to escape the confines of the "Heavenly Terrace."
But as the net of increasingly fierce Prison Law Hook Locks closed in from all directions, he gradually became overwhelmed.
Unless he could compensate for the flaws in the Dragon Qi Silk Thread, even if his 72 Transformations were seamless to perfection, they couldn't evade the locked gaze of the Qi Fortune Golden Dragon.
If the Painted Skin Ghost couldn't do it, he certainly couldn't do it either.
Furthermore, the path to elevation for this Wanxiang Ancestor was destined to be a hundred times more difficult than Wang Yuan's.
