With the support of this Ferocious Beast Forest, Mu Lian's spiritual power was a hundred, a thousand times his own—perhaps even more. No matter how strong Huo Hai's spiritual power was, he could not contend with Mu Lian head-on.
But that was not the most important thing. If it came down to a battle of attrition, Huo Hai could still hold out against Mu Lian for over a month. Controlling vast numbers of Ferocious Beasts and Giantwoods to attack was troublesome, but the Giantwoods' attacks themselves were not particularly powerful.
The problem was that if he stayed here too long, other Giantwood Sect experts would arrive. Huo Hai did not even want to confront the Mu Family head-on right now, let alone the entire Giantwood Sect. The Eight Gates indeed would not dispatch Spirit God experts against people from the Eight Gates regions, but that was only under normal circumstances—at least on the surface.
If they truly did not use Spirit Gods, how could the Eight Gates have controlled the eight great regions so thoroughly? Huo Hai did not believe such a thing. As long as he did not cross the Eight Gates' bottom line, he was relatively safe.
"Damn it, this fellow's strength here has been inflated far too much." Huo Hai narrowed his eyes slightly. At that moment, he had already sensed several powerful auras rapidly approaching from afar.
For anyone else, by the time they sensed those auras, it would likely have been too late. But Huo Hai was different. "Old man, you forced my hand." Killing intent flickered in Huo Hai's eyes. The Mu Family had truly gone too far in bullying others.
Mu Lian snorted coldly. "So what if I forced you? Boy, I advise you to surrender obediently. Otherwise, if you fall into someone