Qian Xiaoping froze in place, his eyes losing focus.
His mind was filled with the Domain Lord's words: there was no Teleportation Formation, nor any positioning structure. All there was... was an "Artificial Angler."
Several breaths later.
He ran toward the Banquet Hall behind him without looking back.
Over the past few days.
Their efforts had not been entirely fruitless. They had largely figured out how to strip the runes from the building's ceiling, but the moment they were removed, they dissipated like smoke.
And now.
"Careful, careful!"
A group of Research Pavilion members stood on a crane, wielding various tools as they carefully stripped the runes from the ceiling. Just before each piece came free, Mr. Na would take hold of it.
That kept them from dissipating.
But...
The runes on the ceiling were not connected in one continuous whole. They came in separate segments. How could Mr. Na hold so many runes at once with only two hands? Besides, this was only the first layer. There were many more inside.
"Mr. Na, do you have a way?"
"I do."
"If not, I'll..." Chen Fan suddenly froze. As though he had misheard, he asked again, "You have a way?"
What a rarity.
He had already been planning to find another solution.
He had not expected to hear Mr. Na say he had a way after so long.
"Of course."
Mr. Na shrugged. "The Heavenly Dao's physical form can change freely. I often use this appearance, but that doesn't mean it's my true form. If two hands aren't enough, I'll just add a few more pairs."
The next moment—
Mr. Na's body began to change.
It writhed rapidly like rubber.
Before long!
His body no longer looked remotely human.
Instead, he had turned into... a Rack.
It resembled both a