Assimilation

Another five minutes passed.

When Qian once again activated the power of Human Authority and used the Mystical Palm Technique to stimulate the evolution of the cells in his body, a sudden feeling of "eagerness" came from within him.

Qian immediately understood that this was a sign that he was about to break through the shackles completely.

Without the slightest hesitation, he opened his eyes and, as if he had rehearsed it countless times, picked up the glass vial beside him. He injected a small amount of Yang Release Chakra into it, causing the Hashirama Cells inside to absorb the vast majority of the Nutrient Solution.

Then he took out a syringe and drew the thin layer of solution at the bottom of the vial into it.

Qian looked at the pale-green syringe in his palm. After taking a deep breath, he drove it hard into the upper part of his left arm.

He gently pushed the plunger, and the Hashirama Cells inside entered his body.

Stimulated by the life energy in his body, those Hashirama Cells seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing the chakra within him.

Then they began to proliferate wildly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qian glanced at his left arm.

He could see twisted, root-like strips appearing beneath his skin. They wriggled constantly like earthworms, their numbers growing and growing, looking utterly unsettling.

Only because Qian's body was so powerful could he, under such crude conditions, barely suppress the frenzied proliferation of the Hashirama Cells with his vast chakra.

Otherwise, forget "earthworms"—saplings might already have sprouted there.

However, this was only a stopgap measure.

Without follow-up arrangements, those Hashirama Cells would still eventually go out of control.

Unease faintly rose in his heart. Qian hurriedly focused his mind, activated the power of Human Authority