Demon Emperor Daochen looked at him, then scrutinized his own palm.
He had already discovered that not a single one of his own cells remained in his entire palm. Everything had been brought under the worm's control.
But he did not act immediately.
Instead, he began observing it closely. The Demon Emperor was deeply puzzled; he had absolute faith in his own body.
Under normal circumstances, no one could control his body.
Nor would anything go wrong with it easily.
Just what ability had this thing used to take control of his palm?
In principle, if a foreign substance appeared in his body,
his instincts should have warned him.
At the very least, he should have sensed a threat.
Yet he had felt absolutely nothing.
Unless this thing had no adverse effect on him, and was even helping him.
Then just how was it helping him?
Demon Emperor Daochen knew perfectly well.
His arrival here had been anything but simple. Someone had already manipulated him.
That person's aim was naturally to improve his bloodline abilities.
Demon Bull meat was no longer of much use.
But was there still room for improvement in other areas?
And in what area would that improvement lie?
Demon Emperor Daochen's observations finally bore fruit.
He finally discovered how these worms benefited his body.
His body had not sounded the alarm simply because, after these worms devoured his palm,
they began continuously secreting a special substance.
This special substance put his body into an excited state, constantly improving his bloodline abilities.
Precisely because of this, his body needed to keep absorbing these substances, while the invaded arm had naturally been abandoned.
This was the special method these worms used.
They slowly ate away at their enemies, and, crucially, kept bribing their bodies.
Those they parasitized suffered