Chương 442: Chapter 342

Eryao certainly wasn't about to let the monkey off easily, his Vine Whip constantly flinging Fireballs, and his mouth incessantly mocking the monkey. Despite being a Demonic Beast, it didn't speak the language of beasts but the language of humans.

"You damn monkey, daring to threaten your grandpa even while sealed, you really must be tired of living. Look at you, you're definitely not a good one!"

The monkey was insulted but seemed as though it wanted to leap up, yet it couldn't jump because it was bound, and its shadow kept dodging the fireballs.

Unfortunately, since it was sealed, the area of its confinement was only so large, and the vine whip looked as if it had been burnt to a crisp like kindling, curled up in a ball, protecting its roots. To avoid the roots getting burnt to death, it was constantly absorbing the 'living water' from beneath the soil, leaving the ground where it drew water parched and dry.