[Dynasties rise and fall, and blood stains Canglan. On the day Great Chu's iron cavalry shattered the ninefold palace, a secret sealed away for three hundred years tore the martial world apart. The legendary Divine Martial Treasure, said to shake heaven and earth, vanished in the flames along with the banners of Great Li, leaving behind a stone key covered in Sanskrit.]
[The martial world was in an uproar, and blood stained the halls of power. The secret guards of the Six Fan Gate searched day and night. The leaders of the eight great sects gathered at the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, and even the Miaojiang poison witch opened her ancestral copper casket. Then, on the day of Frost's Descent, a black-clad swordsman stood alone and blocked the Canglan River. Three thousand zhang of white waves reflected the cinnabar mark between his brows, as well as the fresh ink on Great Chu's empress's decree: Capture him alive, and he shall be made a marquis with a fief of ten thousand households.]
[When the swordlight faded, the stone key and the man had both vanished like clouds and smoke. Only a mark remained on a blue stone in the heart of the river, like a prophecy, like a verse: "The dragon battles in the wild; its blood is black and yellow."]
