"Auntie, I have already adapted to the Ancestral Witch's Essence Blood, but it's a pity that I can only absorb two drops for now. The rest… Auntie?"
Wukong stepped towards the Naihe Bridge and had spoken halfway when he noticed that Houtu seemed unresponsive, which alerted him that something was amiss. He had thought that the time he spent absorbing the essence blood was too long and that Houtu had reverted back to her Meng Po form. Now, it looked like something was quite wrong with Houtu!
With a flash of golden light in his eyes, Wukong's pupils turned golden as he activated the Void-Breaking Divine Eye and looked towards Meng Po. At that glance, his pupils suddenly constricted!
Under the Void-Breaking Divine Eye, Houtu's true form appeared extremely weak, curled up inside the mud palace ball at the brow of Meng Po's incarnation, clearly having fallen into a deep sleep. No wonder Meng Po's eyes lacked any brightness, appearing dull and stagnant.
