"The true essence of... metamorphosis?"
The three people in the room felt a surge of horror in their hearts upon hearing Xiao Man's last sentence. Qin Yan muttered the phrase a couple of times before asking in disbelief, "Master... when you refer to metamorphosis, you don't mean literally turning into a butterfly, do you?"
Xiao Man nodded seriously, recalling a certain concept he had mentioned before and softly repeated, "The larva of the Parasitic Spirit is very weak, so weak that even an ordinary person can easily kill it. However, once they complete their growth through parasitism, they will use the host's flesh and blood to reconstitute their own body. At that point, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, they will drill out of the carcass and become a flesh-and-blood monster."
