Like a diligent farmer, methodically harvesting in the "field," the tentacles broke one by one, eyeballs burst into foul water, and the Demon Eye Sponge's aura visibly weakened.
"Looks like it's about done?" Gazing at the Demon Eye Sponge with only three hundred tentacles left, it had completely lost the ferocity of their first encounter in daylight and could only wave around helplessly.
Cheng Ye paused his actions. Although charging using the tentacles was quick, there might be a temporary energy demand tomorrow. Keeping this Demon Eye Sponge as a charging station means he can return later when needed; it won't escape anyway.
He lightly kicked his legs, arriving above the sponge-covered cave.
"Tan Ming, oh Tan Ming, someone is secretly farming here. Don't let me down!"
Cheng Ye swung his knife out forcefully, but surprisingly, the sponge here was unexpectedly tough.
It was like cutting cowhide; the Purple Blade fell and was rebounded vigorously.
Buzz!
