Huo Hai neither left nor did anything else. Every day, he simply observed the insects here from far away. Two days passed in a flash. On this day, the insects finally made a new move.
As several undead dissipated, some insects slowly rose into the air, accompanied by an enormous number of gray motes of light. A swarm flew out of the basin, picked a direction at random, and left.
At the same time, a large group of undead creatures followed behind them, numbering about a hundred. "Looks like these are the ones the insects kept for themselves. Clever little things." Huo Hai's expression grew solemn at the sight. He did not know just how intelligent these insects were. If they were too intelligent, things would become very troublesome.
Little Butterfly was a good example. Although her intelligence still fell a little short of most humans', it was already quite impressive. Spirit beasts and spirit insects with intelligence were at least several times more dangerous than those without it.
Fortunately, these insects still did not know Huo Hai existed. Taking note of the direction they had gone, he quietly followed. He sent a large number of Star Gu into his inner space, where they constantly devoured spirit stones to replenish their spiritual power reserves.
The insects' speed mainly depended on how fast the undead following them could move. After studying them for so long, Huo Hai had more or less worked out that the insects themselves had little offensive power. When attacking spirit beasts, they could only rely on the undead they controlled. Moreover, their control seemed far from precise. It was exceptionally crude.
After an entire day, Huo Hai felt that they were now very far from the basin. Along the way, the number of undead creatures below had