"Truly disgusting."
At the sight, Fang Qianyuan could not help frowning.
He could sense a peculiar vitality in those little snakes. They seemed to be no ordinary toxin, but something akin to living creatures.
Dongfang Zhi's mastery had reached the mysteries of creation; he had cultivated his Poison Arts to the point where he could transform the very forms of life.
It had infected Fang Qianyuan's flesh and blood, using them to construct its own body and achieve an effect akin to parasitism.
Fang Qianyuan felt the snake-like tendrils drawing away the essence-blood vital energy within him, and even his life force, to fuel their rapid growth.
Moreover, still more roots seemed to be extending through his body, spreading into every limb and bone.
This was far more than merely disgusting. It meant to sacrifice the plum tree in place of the peach-to eliminate him, the original host, entirely and replace him with diseased organs!
It's growing. As Fang Qianyuan sensed the changes in the power within him, he swiftly considered countermeasures.
This strange poison has fused with my flesh and blood through parasitism. I must tear out its roots as quickly as possible!
Fang Qianyuan acted without hesitation. He swiftly extended his wolf claws, gouged out the affected flesh, and flung it far aside.
He then activated the Windbody Technique again, turning his body into nothingness to prevent the toxin from following him.
Sure enough, he felt much better.
But before long, when Fang Qianyuan regained physical form, he discovered that a peculiar power still lingered between his fleshly body and divine soul.
Like ghosts that refused to depart, the toxins remained, multiplying rapidly inside his body!
Not only that, the diseased flesh he had just gouged out swiftly swelled and writhed after landing, transforming into human-shaped figures!
"This...