In the wee hours of the morning, the five hundred disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect who were scattered in the depths of the forest as they received orders to gather in secret.
They were all disciples under the First Elder's lead, and they could also be considered as the death army trained by the First Elder over the years. They had been scattered all year round in different places in the forest to gain experience and improve their skills, and they rarely went back to the sect if there was not any special occasion.
In the darkness, all 300 disciples had changed into ordinary clothes and put away their Blue Cloud Sect emblems. They had their hair messed up and their clothes torn apart to disguise as mountain bandits.
"The First Elder has trained all of you for so many years, and no
