Crack, crack, crack!
The mirror looked as though it were about to shatter, fissures spreading through the mist in a spiderweb pattern.
At the same time, the Mirror Spirit appeared.
His face twisted viciously. Though he made no sound, Xu Ye could sense that he was grinning maliciously.
Xu Ye's eyes widened.
"Oh no!"
He had long grown accustomed to the Mirror Spirit's presence and unconsciously assumed he no longer posed a threat. But now, while Xu Ye was weak and completely off guard, the spirit made his move.
Playing dirty!
He was about to retreat at full speed, but the Mirror Spirit was faster. It was as though he had wanted to strangle Xu Ye for ages and had finally found his chance.
Smack!
Both hands clamped around Xu Ye's throat.
His features contorted within the mirror, his entire white, masklike face turning hysterical at that moment.
Yet a second later, the Mirror Spirit froze.
He saw Xu Ye, who had been terrified just moments before, give a cold chuckle and gently, slowly extend his tentacles.
Three tentacles coiled around the Mirror Spirit's hands and cheeks, tightening steadily as they writhed.
"Caught you. You used to run away every day, but I finally got you."
Xu Ye sneered.
Ever since entering his home, he had kept some strength in reserve and put on an act, all to deceive the Mirror Spirit into believing he was gravely injured.
Then he had captured him in one fell swoop.
He had discovered that the energy from these eerie beings was the same as the energy in the black energy blocks; only its concentration differed.
Once absorbed, it could rapidly restore his stamina, heal his injuries, and even further the development of his Sequence Talent.
Of course, he could not absorb too much