The plant on Wang Lin’s forehead quickly grew and covered his body. There were even black lines on the back of his hand.
These black lines formed various tattoos. These tattoos seemed to have taken root inside Wang Lin’s flesh and were slowly spreading.
The pain Wang Lin showed on his face increased. He suddenly opened his eyes and formed a seal. After a long time, although his eyes were still glowing red, there was a hint of clarity.
However, an image of a tattoo would mysteriously appear and disappear in his eyes.
“This tattoo is simply too vicious.” Wang Lin was very gloomy as he looked at the black lines on the back of his hand.
The tattoo had already covered his entire origin soul like a net, trapping it. The tattoo that appeared on his skin was merely a reflection of what was happening to his origin soul.