The small Moonlight Stone in Kou Xiaotian's hand could only illuminate a ten-meter radius.
In the darkness ahead, two glowing orbs, like bronze bells, moved slowly. A massive, serpentine body could be faintly seen writhing.
It seemed this was their target: the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon.
However, the faintly visible body of the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon seemed quite a bit larger than what their intelligence had suggested.
Both Kou Xiaotian's and Xia Xiaoting's hearts skipped a beat, but neither said a word.
They both assumed they hadn't gotten a clear look at the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon, chalking its immense size up to an illusion caused by the darkness.
"This is too close. Everyone, fall back thirty meters! Stop at the fork in the path behind us!"
Kou Xiaotian transmitted the command with his Divine Thought, and the group immediately began to retreat, falling back to a fork in the path.
