"A Fourth-stage Thunder Flood Dragon? Is it that late-stage Fourth-stage Thunder Flood Dragon?"
Qian Hao asked eagerly, his eyes burning with enthusiasm.
"No, it's an early-stage Fourth-stage Thunder Flood Dragon; it killed two Nascent Soul Cultivators and gravely wounded another,"
Ximen Hao said.
"Where is it now?"
Shen Long asked.
"To the northwest, over ten million miles away from the Golden Flood Dragon Marketplace; it might have run off,"
Ximen Hao said.
"Taoist Friend Ximen, I must take my leave now due to urgent matters,"
Shen Long greeted and hurriedly left.
Qian Hao also excused himself and left, intending to hunt down the early-stage Fourth-stage Thunder Flood Dragon.
Once out of the marketplace, Shen Long raised his right hand, and a palm-sized silver boat flew out, into which he cast a spell.
