An hour later, Kang Tai stopped writhing. His face had lost all trace of a healthy complexion, faint black Qi seeped from his mouth and nose, and mysterious black patterns began to emerge on his skin and face.
A few more hours passed. Kang Tai's body underwent drastic changes, his face now covered in eerie black patterns. Two small fleshy protrusions appeared on his back, and his aura grew wild and aggressive.
The pain faded away, the Demon Seed had completed its parasitism, and Kang Tai's body had undergone a thorough transformation. His strength skyrocketed as a result.
Kang Tai flipped himself upright, casually swung his fists, and immediately a fierce wind roared forth, its power unmistakable.
Feeling the changes in his body, Kang Tai's face showed excitement. He quickly cupped his hands toward Zhao Honglie in gratitude: "Thank you, Lord Zhao, for making this possible!"
