A whooshing sound of piercing the air arose as tens of thousands of wooden spikes headed straight for the injured whale.
The whale wanted to escape, but it was surrounded by the vines Li Zhirui had set up, forming a trap-like net with no avenue for escape.
It wasn't that the whale couldn't break the vines; there just wasn't enough time!
One could well imagine that Li Zhirui wouldn't give it a chance.
It was difficult for the wooden spikes to penetrate the whale's thick skin, but there was already a large wound on its body, and under Li Zhirui's control, all the spikes shot towards the wound.
Intense pain caused the whale to emit bursts of mournful cries as it frantically rolled in mid-air, its massive body bring forth a force capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, and gradually, the vines started to struggle to withstand it.
Crack, crack—
In one corner of the vine cage, some of the vines suddenly snapped, creating a massive hole in the once inescapable net.