These monsters shared many similarities with corpse puppets, and as the battle wore on, Huo Yun began attacking them as though they were corpse puppets.
After Huo Yun took to the air, he assumed that since corpse puppets could not fly, these monsters probably could not remain airborne either, which would make them much easier to deal with. The Heavenly Dao told him he was dreaming.
Not only were these monsters exceptionally agile and fast, but they also possessed a leaping ability that corpse puppets lacked. Beyond that, they could remain airborne for a time after jumping.
No matter how Huo Yun changed his movements, the monsters could keep pace with him.
Before long, the monsters also grew familiar with Huo Yun's attack patterns. Yes, they had learned them!
Huo Yun realized that these monsters could always intercept him from an exquisitely calculated angle before attacking him.
These monsters were learning! That meant they had minds of their own!
This realization genuinely shocked Huo Yun.
Everyone knew that corpse puppets were the bodies of the dead. They could move only because of the resentful qi lingering from their lives, while their souls had long since scattered into oblivion.
Thus, corpse puppets were beings without thoughts of their own.
But these monsters were clearly different. They looked much like corpse puppets, yet after fighting them for a considerable time, one could distinguish the differences between the two.
Gradually, Huo Yun found himself struggling more and more. He began to regret his decision. Had he known it would come to this, he should have stayed at the Bright Moon School, even if he had not taken Qi Song along to help Su Jiu find those fragments.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs.
Perhaps because of that momentary distraction, a wound abruptly appeared on