If it were an ordinary race daring to transplant a Dao embryo like this, they'd likely be directly countered by it and perish. The Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage must have gathered quite a few systems, but they would certainly pay some price to transplant them onto themselves.
Youmong looked extremely uncomfortable, the branches and leaves on his body even started to curl, and the leaves began to turn yellow and roll up.
"Maybe we should give up?"
Xiang Beifei worried that Youmong would be lost.
"Youyou!" Youmong shook his head frantically, indicating he must persevere!
"But your condition looks rather bleak." Xiang Beifei said.
Youmong was in such pain that he bent over, but still gritted his teeth and tried to stand straight, uttering with a determined voice: "Youmeng! Youyou!"
His race was wiped out by the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage. If they could transplant a Dao embryo, then he must succeed as well, otherwise, how would he avenge his clan in the future!
