The next step did not require Zhao Fu to act. It required Hong Mei to perform it, and Feng Wulin had long since been placed atop the magic formation.
Xian Ru left the center of the formation and came to Zhao Fu's side.
Hong Mei stepped into the formation, her expression turning solemn. She first tore open Feng Wulin's upper garments, then took out a dagger, sliced open her own palm, pressed it against Feng Wulin's chest, and began chanting a strange incantation.
The gray aura gathering around them churned and changed, forming the phantoms of countless different insects. They were densely packed together, a terrifying sight.
"Insect Devour!"
Hong Mei let out a low cry and pressed down hard. Countless insect souls surged into Feng Wulin's body like a tidal wave.
Feng Wulin, who had been unconscious, began struggling in agony once more. Beads of sweat continuously emerged as though he were enduring immense pain. Countless insect souls were not only devouring Feng Wulin, but also merging with him, and those countless fusions began merging with his soul as well.
The process did not last long. It ended with Feng Wulin letting out a horrifying scream, after which Hong Mei took out another five insect-nest stones.
Under Hong Mei's control, the five insect-nest stones floated in the air, giving off different lights. They then moved toward Feng Wulin and fused respectively into his hands, legs, and heart.
Feng Wulin's body began to change as well. His eyes became like insect eyes, an insect horn grew from his head, and black keratinous material grew over his hands, as though he were wearing a pair of black clawed gloves. Even the aura around his body became strange and eerie.
"Hubby! It's done now." Hong Mei rose to her feet and said