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"": "That faint smile gradually widened, and his sluggish, numb eyes began to turn vacant.
Bai Guang was still breathing, yet Luo Bin felt that he was already dead.
The White Silkworm had burrowed into his head and probably eaten something.
The head itself was a vital spot...
Wave after wave of revulsion swept over Luo Bin, and he immediately backed away.
He retreated to the doorway, intending to yank the door open.
But it felt as though something had seized a nerve in his brain. At the slightest movement, his whole body convulsed, leaving him utterly unable to move.
He felt something soft wriggling at his ankle. Soon, that sensation reached his ear.
The pain vanished. His hand rested on the doorknob, but he no longer pulled the door open immediately.
He glanced back. Bai Guang's head was tilted slightly, his mouth hanging a little open as drool dripped down.
His eyes were unfocused and vacant.
Yes, his breathing remained unchanged, but he was indeed dead. The current Bai Guang was nothing but a walking corpse, not even as much as the evil spirits on Floating Tortoise Mountain.
What had the White Silkworm eaten inside Bai Guang?
Why hadn't it hurt me?
Luo Bin did not feel that he had gained another trump card. This thing was completely beyond his control. As long as it remained inside his head, it could kill him at any moment.
And in Bai Guang's current state, there was no way he could tell Luo Bin how to remove the Gu Worm from his body.
That left Luo Bin in an extremely awkward position.
Bai Guang was ruined, and Luo Bin still hadn't obtained a solution. The Monk Overseers of the White Buddha Temple would remain as they were, and