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The heavy rain poured down, and four hooves churned through the mud as Li Yan rode Flying Thunder toward Heavenly Gate Peak, shrouded in divine light.
Suddenly, the red and green divine light in the sky flickered, causing Flying Thunder's eyes, large as copper bells, to dazzle for a moment. Startled, the horse let out a long neigh and abruptly halted, refusing to move further.
Li Yan was not annoyed. After fruitlessly squeezing his legs into the horse's flanks, he simply dismounted and patted Flying Thunder's back, "Go save your own life."
With that, Li Yan headed toward Heavenly Gate Peak on his own.
Xī hū lǜ lǜ~
Flying Thunder circled twice in place. It was unwilling to leave, yet it lacked the courage to move forward, only watching the distant figure of Li Yan and neighing toward the sky, its nostrils puffing out clumps of white steam…
