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Not far from the Xia clan's border, a carriage pulled a group of young men and women.
A Dragon's Roar sounded, and the horse pulling the carriage wailed. Its legs went soft, and its galloping body fell to the ground.
Hu!
A gust of wind was heard, and the next moment, a figure appeared. He grabbed the horse's head and lifted it up.
"Grand Elder, it's the two dragons and the Tiger!"
Qin Wu lifted the horse's head and looked up at the Dragon and Tiger flying in the sky. His face was solemn. Then, he spoke to the mountain road behind the carriage.
"Tell the juniors to continue moving forward, slow down a bit, and don't provoke them! We'll escort you until here!"
A young figure emerged from a large tree beside the mountain path.
He also looked up at the sky with fear.
"The third one!"
He muttered to himself in a serious tone.
