A long, long time ago, there was a day where the wind and sand were fierce in the outer regions. The wind howled while the sand danced wildly through the air. Despite the harsh weather, a heart filled with unyielding spirit refused to be stopped.
He braved the flying sand, pressing on despite adversity. The wind was strong, but his pace never faltered. A determination that refused to succumb was apparent in his eyes. Stunning Jian Qi radiated from him, fueled by his unsatisfied heart.
Sand snakes slithered across his path, only to be frightened into retreat.
He overcame numerous hardships and dangers to finally reach his destination, the capital of Qianye Country. He stared at the tightly shut gates, his eyes filling with outrage as if he had thought of something. With a single draw of his sword, the gates were cloven in two. His power was absolute; his might, shocking.