Though he had said he would not hold back, Huo Hai had made no further moves. He had not even used his Spirit Insects. "Big talk, yet you still have no real tricks." Wei Han sneered.
More than half a day had passed since their battle began. Aside from burning some Giantwood branches into charcoal, Huo Hai had used no other methods. The Giantwood had an abundance of branches; Huo Hai could only attack those before him and could do nothing about the others. Besides, the Giantwood recovered quickly, its branches constantly regenerating and growing.
Yet Huo Hai said nothing. In truth, throughout this battle, he had not merely been wearing down his opponent. He was also deeply interested in the Spirit Formations and runes on the Giantwood Puppet.
Huo Hai did not understand the things at its core, nor could he see them. But he could make out the Rune Spirit Formations on its surface quite clearly. He discovered that he seemed to have underestimated the Giantwood Sect's rune formations.
Even just those on the surface were immensely complicated. It had taken Huo Hai more than half a day to discern some of their mysteries. Still, these rune formations had given him tremendous inspiration. Once he returned, he believed his understanding of Spirit Formations would rise to another level. But now was not the time to consider that. What he needed to do was destroy this Giantwood.
Even if he could not kill the Giantwood Sect's people, Huo Hai would not casually let Wei Han off. Wei Han could not have obtained the Giantwood Puppets easily. Destroying them would be enough to make him ache with regret.
"I heard that the core of a Giantwood Puppet is the Giantwood's Tree Heart. As long as the Tree Heart remains, the