Afterwards, Yan Junze gripped the mallet with both hands, raised it high, gathered strength for a moment, and then heavily swung it down.
With a loud boom, the enormous black brain was directly smashed to pieces.
All the other black, wriggling clay on the ground came to a still, stopping altogether.
Yan Junze noticed that the Black Spirit Mallet in his hands was absorbing some very faint energy, which seemed to be emanating from the clay.
Before long, the black mud on the ground began to dry out, slowly hardening, and finally turned into a lifeless matter on the ground.
Yan Junze sat down on the ground with a plop, and put away the mallet.
This night, he had gone through finding a Space-Time Rift, collecting Different Dimension Energy, being chased by a Clay Monster, two Great Rewinds, and then rushing back to blow up the Clay Monster with Ke'er and her mother.
Now he felt as if he was about to collapse, ready to fall asleep on the ground at any moment.