"Fellow Daoist An Ping! Are you mad? These insects feed on one's Origin! You can't let them into your body!"
Chu Haoyu cried out in alarm when he saw what Jiang Ping An was doing.
Once these strange insects entered a body, they were difficult to detect. Worse, they fed on their host's Origin.
Damage to one's Origin was difficult to heal, and restoring it came at an enormous cost.
Yet this "An Ping" not only failed to defend himself against the insects—he watched them burrow into his body. How was that any different from madness?
"Don't worry about me. I just want to study these insects."
Jiang Ping An spoke calmly, reassuring everyone.
He was intensely curious about the insects. They were weak in their own right, yet they could absorb a God King's Origin.
He even had a bold idea.
If he could master this ability and incorporate it into his Devouring Power, what terrifying force might result?
He had always been a man of action. Once he had an idea, he pursued it without dwelling on whether it would succeed.
If it worked, he gained something. If it didn't, he could give up without losing much.
If he did not even dare to try, opportunity would never appear before him.
Jiang Ping An's calm tone did much to settle the others, but they were still worried.
"Fellow Daoist An Ping, you can study these white insects, but if you see any golden ones, don't touch them."
Chu Chen explained gravely, "Besides these white insects, there's another kind in this space: golden insects. They can break through a God King's defenses. Once they invade someone's body, even a God King won't last long before they drain his Origin dry, leaving him dead and his Dao extinguished. That's how