The seasoned member of the expedition team spoke up, "Generally, these flying horses have a gentle temperament and won't harm humans." However, upon laying his eyes on the young horse beneath Wang Xuan, he quickly silenced himself.0

The wind suddenly picked up, heralding the descent of three majestic flying horses. Their arrival stirred the forest, causing a whirlwind of leaves to flutter about. Two mature flying horses, with icy glares, fixated their attention on Wang Xuan. Their hooves scraped the earth, digging large holes and crushing rocks underneath.0

Before approaching Zhong Cheng and the others, Zhao Qinghan had already dismounted. Now, only Wang Xuan remained atop the young white horse, and he was growing increasingly uneasy. These two adult horses were easily on the level of Grandmasters. More alarmingly, a whole group of their kind had settled on a distant mountain peak, their gazes trained intently on the scene unfolding before them.0

What did this mean? An entire cohort of equine Grandmasters! 0

Even for someone as formidable as Wang Xuan, the prospect of facing sixty or seventy equine Grandmasters, perhaps even accompanied by a transcendental "Superior Horse," was a battle he couldn't hope to win.0

So, with a resigned determination, Wang Xuan gracefully dismounted. His eyes softened with an...0