Watching helplessly as the mass of flesh, like a heap of maggots, wriggles and deforms.
The people, with expressions of pain and pleasure, melt into a mass of flesh, their skin fusing together, sprouting strange and bizarre membranous organs. Zhu Haomiao instantly displayed an expression of distaste, stepping back a few steps.
What kind of biochemical mother nest is this?!
In comparison, the secret ceremonies of [anger] and [Jealousy] seem almost refined!
In the end, the twitching, wriggling mass of flesh transformed into a humanoid outline, faintly reflecting the golden statue of the Buddha in the hall.
In an instant, all the tangled human faces emitted horrifying and eerie moans of pleasure, with endless sinful energy surging and converging, transforming into a torrent of life flowing into Zhu Haomiao's body.
"..."
Even knowing this was merely the extraction of authority on a conceptual level, Zhu Haomiao still felt like ants were crawling all over his body.
