Upon closer inspection, he was horrified to witness an enormous water serpent radiating a green luminescence slither out from behind the old man and swiftly engulf him, leaving no chance for a reaction.
The water serpent expelled a bolt of lightning from its maw, and it struck the water's surface, generating a sizzling electric current that streaked toward the riverbank like a lightning bolt.
Qi Xuanxuan inwardly cursed and instinctively reached for the little stoic's arm.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, the little stoic had already taken action. Several defensive talismans materialized in front of them, intercepting the rapidly advancing lightning.
At that very moment, Mu Xingchen had arrived. Without a word, he unleashed more than ten fireballs that streaked toward the water serpent emerging from the river.
A series of sizzling sounds followed, and it became evident that when the fireballs made contact with the water serpent's scales, the flames were entirely extinguished.
