"Ha! Ha! Ha…"
Within the cloud saint city lord manor, Xu Zhengyuan was crazily laughing as he happily drank a mouthful of intense wine. He was enthusiastically drawing on the table which was in front of him. In just a moment a giant hunting fowl jumped onto the paper. It looked like an eagle but it wasn't an eagle, like a roc but wasn't a roc. Its wings were golden in color, huge, and was about to spread its ring to fly.
Liancheng who was beside him looked on quietly until he completed it. Then he smiled, "Golden-winged large roc, to use such a god beast to describe Zong Shou, it is most suitable…"
Legend had it that when the golden-winged roc was in its infancy it was no different from normal birds, even weaker, being bullied by many beasts.