Rustle~
While Xuan Hao was more than happy with how everything was playing out so far, the withered tree that had already begun tapping into its spiritual qi reserves was becoming increasingly nervous about the state of its opponent, as it hadn't sensed him weakening in the slightest over the past ten days.
On the other hand, instead of weakening, it had clearly sensed his attacks becoming fiercer and more precise over time. Making it even more costly to defend itself and pushing it towards the limit of its endurance faster than expected.
From being able to hold in the face of Xuan Hao for three or four weeks straight, the time it could hold on had been reduced down to a little over two weeks or another five or so days depending on whether Xuan Hao's attacks becoming stronger during the upcoming days, something that was very possible from what it had gone through so far.
