Long and resilient seaweed wrapped around his legs, gently touching and being held by an invisible suction force, pulling any living creatures down with great strength.
The more he struggled, the greater the pulling force became, binding him layer by layer.
Ye Rong pointed his hand, and the Sword Light circled around his body, causing the seaweed to break apart, and it all retracted in an instant.
He discovered that these strands of seaweed were indeed monsters with levels, giving him a few experience points after chopping them down, no wonder they felt so alive.
He held the Tiandu in his hand, swaying it to swing and dance a few yards around him, the sword's radiance swallowing and spitting, covering dozens of yards, or only a few feet in length. With an aggressive sword strike, countless seaweeds fell downwards, carving out a narrow zigzag path.
However, when he looked back, countless seaweeds had already grown back, filling the path he had just cleared.
