The group of three didn't bring Wuo Ling.
The three of them rode demon horses, left Kunwu City, and headed straight for the Wuze Major Vein.
At the same time.
Somewhere outside the city.
Three armored Barbarian Race members gazed toward the Wuze Major Vein, their faces brimming with excitement.
"Xu Yang and Wuo Tong have entered the Wuze Major Vein together; this is heaven-sent opportunity!"
"Though they're following a Yang Realm, but before the general, they're nothing."
"But where is the general now?"
"Should we follow them?"
The Barbarian leader frowned and then shook his head. "We can't follow. With a Yang Realm present, if we trail them, we'll be discovered."
Another man sighed wryly, "But what if the general doesn't make it in time?"
"We wait."
The Barbarian leader said with a sigh, "If we don't wait for the general, we'll just have to find another chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden eagle cry echoed from the sky.
