High above, wild winds roared.
The sea of clouds rose higher as the Demon Hawk ascended steadily, with mounds of cloud mass gathering to the south, growing thicker and thicker.
In an instant, the clouds transformed under the glow of the eastern sunset into a rose-colored palace, ceaselessly swirling.
Jiang Dali's robust figure sat alone on the back of the Demon Hawk, with strong winds and floating clouds lifting his unruly, wild black long hair. The resilient strands whipped against his face, his rugged neck and solid back, as his pair of sharp, intimidating eyes focused on the black longsword in his hand.
The blade of this black longsword glistened under the faint dusk light.
The sword's body was extremely long, with an oval-shaped guard and a sharp blade that had a notch.
This sword was the black Unrivaled, formerly the sword of Huangfu Jian, a predecessor to Sword Saint Dugu Jian of Unrivaled City.
