Feng Mu could feel something crawling out from within him.
Was he that egg?
The Hook Jade in his eyes spun wildly, allowing him to clearly see the flesh under his skin writhing strangely, as if countless tiny worms were crawling through his blood vessels.
"Ugh—!"
He groaned, and all his pores suddenly opened wide, with sweat pouring out like a spring.
The sweat first oozed out transparent, then gradually mixed with blood threads until it completely turned into a sticky gelatinous substance.
The black gelatin seemed alive, flowing along his skin to form a layer of writhing black paste, like a layer of living... black jelly wrapped over his body?!!
"Crawling out from my pores, still considerate, at least the 'eggshell' didn't break!"
Feng Mu's heart was relatively calm; the scene before him was at least ten thousand times better than he had imagined.
