Outside Mount Green Hills, high in the sky, Luo Xiu stood on the back of the Iron Feather Black Hawk in a striding pose. He held the Thunder Halberd in his right hand while his left gripped the hawk's feathers to keep his balance. As the Iron Feather Black Hawk dove at extreme speed, it left a long black trail of lightning in its wake, like a dark blade slicing through the heavens.
Even from a great distance, Luo Xiu could see the graceful figure standing quietly before the palace on the summit. Seeing Su Shenyun safe and sound, Luo Xiu felt a weight lift from his heart. I'm not too late. But he knew the current situation was far from optimistic. To resolve the crisis on Mount Green Hills and rescue Su Shenyun today, I'll have to fight a bloody battle! But for her sake, what's one more fight?
