Half an hour later.
"Sister, I found another 'Blood Moon Stone.'" The boy's hand, coated with dark mud, was held high, and within his palm, a crystal-clear red stone emitted a faint red halo.
Just as the boy raised the stone, the girl beside him hurriedly yelled, "Be careful!"
In that moment, a shadow over ten meters in length suddenly pounced from the side, biting straight toward the red stone in the boy's hand.
Only when the girl saw that the shadow was a wolf-shaped monster did she relax the tensed bowstring.
This monster was merely at the mid-stage of Heavenly Saint; her younger brother could handle it.
Indeed, as the wolf-shaped monster pounced toward the boy, a cold, frosty aura burst forth from him, surging toward the sky. Then, with a fierce punch, the boy struck the monster, sending the ten-meter-long wolf-shaped creature flying backward, tumbling several times before it lay motionless on the ground, dead.