On the Pan Mountain Raceway, three fast-riding horses galloped over the blue bricks, racing with the wind, crossing Juelong Ridge, and heading into the river.
These three tall horses are all Core Formation demon beasts, divine steeds of extraordinary nature, running alongside each other. When they emerged from the mist, the setting sun seemed to burn open the horizon, illuminating a grove with clarity, the mountains covered in dazzling red leaves. The knights on horseback couldn't help but rein in their mounts to admire this unusual spectacle with a sigh of awe.
Leading the group was a young boy of about ten years, with red lips and white teeth, perfectly arched eyebrows, and a face like powdered dough. His hair fell perfectly over his forehead and down to his shoulders as he wore a white robe. Upon seeing the scene, he couldn't hold back,
"This is it! We've finally reached Guangxia Mountain! Father! Mother! I'll go ahead and scout the path!"
