Wei Cheng didn't attempt to regenerate his left arm since it would consume more spiritual energy resources and take longer. More importantly, it could easily be parasitized by the Thunderbolt Wood Demon.
That thing seemed to have taken on a life of its own inside his body.
At this moment, he could even sense the impossibly bitter curse the Thunderbolt Wood Demon was casting on him.
A curse so powerful that even the Alien Demons would fall silent at its mention.
But what could be done?
Wei Cheng took a deep breath, then started once again from his right arm. He peeled off the flesh and dug out the bone, like storming a series of fortresses and outposts, taking them down inch by inch.
But this time around, the Thunderbolt Wood Demon's counterattack became much fiercer and determined, as though it was undergoing an unpredictable evolution.
Wei Cheng pretended not to notice and continued his routine, removing twig buds and roots, slowly closing in, inch by inch.
