The sky was gradually darkening, and they could already vaguely see Tongxian City in the distance; stopping now would surely delay their journey.
Though Mo Hua's voice sounded tender, there was a hidden aura of unyielding authority that demanded attention.
Especially since throughout the trip, all the Monster Hunters had treated Mo Hua warmly and kindly. Such "popularity" shouldn't be underestimated.
"Little brother..." Old Zheng hesitated.
Mo Hua raised his finger to his lips and "shushed" him, signaling him to be silent.
Old Zheng was puzzled.
Mo Hua released his Divine Sense to scout the surroundings for a moment. His expression gradually turned solemn as he muttered, "It's... a Second Grade Monster Beast..."
Upon hearing this, Old Zheng's legs went soft, and he said with a trembling voice,
"Se... Second Grade?"
The other trader Cultivators also had a horrified look in their eyes, then one by one, they began to discuss:
"Impossible..."
