The large cocoon was knocked downstairs, leaving a mess everywhere. Little White followed Ling Mo's spirit tentacles and rushed over, instantly feeling a chill down its spine.
The ground was covered with densely packed tiny holes, just like a beehive.
Most of the holes still had broken tentacles left inside, some of which were even trembling slightly.
However, this didn't surprise Ling Mo much. That large cocoon couldn't be considered a living organism, and the tentacles, as part of its organs, wouldn't die immediately after leaving the main body.
Little White raised its paw, crushed the tentacles in front of it, and began to search rapidly.
However, with holes all over the place, it was hard to search thoroughly in an instant.
At this moment, a piercing roar came from downstairs once again.
