"Do not resist. I, this old man, shall impart to you the Supreme Method of the Xia Dao Sect."
As the worm spoke, it secreted a translucent, viscous liquid that quickly vaporized into unknown and enigmatic spiritual energy, surging into Li Mo's head.
Li Mo showed no intention of reacting, wearing a half-smile that was inscrutable.
The worm's expression stiffened briefly; Li Mo's peculiar demeanor was unsettling, as though he had deliberately allowed the worm to approach him, his every move exuding an air of profound abnormality.
Yet the worm soon reassured itself. After all, no creature of flesh and blood could escape its grasp.
Furthermore, the worm had scrutinized Li Mo multiple times and had confirmed his cultivation stage was merely at the Corpse Infant Stage. Given its own cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage, seizing Li Mo would be effortless.
"Heh heh heh heh."
The worm let out an eerie laugh, its expression brimming with the cunning satisfaction of a schemer.
