The newly-born lotus seemed to have an instinct of its own. Instead of continuing to attempt, countless silk threads began to stretch upwards and outwards.
Despite its strong defense, the stomach was penetrated by these extremely fine silk threads, or rather, rooted into the flesh and blood.
The next moment, the lotus came alive, beginning to draw terrifying nutrition as if it had turned into a parasite in the stomach.
As the dense silk threads continuously rooted further, the speed of extraction became incredibly terrifying.
"Roar!"
The sand worm sensed something and suddenly began to churn, its stomach undulating like a turbulent sea, corrosive liquid trying to corrode the lotus. But Wang Zijia protected it.
Then there was a violent spatial storm, rolling out from its intestines, and as the stomach contracted, the valve opened. It seemed to want to regurgitate Wang Zijia, an indigestible object.
"How could I leave just after being invited in!"
