Zhang Xiaohua formed a hand seal and flew toward the direction of the birdcall he had heard earlier.
Though Zhang Xiaohua felt he was flying quite high, compared with the enormous boulders on the wasteland, he was simply too tiny to be any tinier.
This made Zhang Xiaohua think of the "Sumeru World" where Huan Wuxin was. That too had been a single rock, yet by the time he approached it, the rock had become a towering mountain.
Could it be... that this place also possessed such spells and divine powers? As Zhang Xiaohua pondered, an incomparably ancient aura suddenly descended from the sky, and an immense black shadow blocked out the space above his head!
"Ah~~~" Zhang Xiaohua was greatly alarmed, his heart pounding wildly. He immediately stopped and looked up!
"Good heavens, isn't this... the flying serpent I saw in the distance just now?" Frightened, Zhang Xiaohua hastily descended from the air and stood there obediently, drawing Dream in his hand as he warily kept his guard up.
From afar, he had only known that the flying serpent was enormous, without having any direct impression of its size. Now that he stood beneath it, he truly understood just how huge it was!
The flying serpent's slender head alone was as large as a peak of Mount Yao. Above its head seemed to be a crown nearly the size of Five Claw Peak, black and white in color. Its lidless, glossy black eyes were as large as Dianchi Lake. As for its entire body... Zhang Xiaohua could no longer estimate it. It seemed that only the remnant body of the dragon vein he had once seen beneath Mount Jiuhua could compare to it!
If the flying serpent was already so enormous, then how large must the "ox" it had