Outskirts of the Black Corner Region.
On a mountain road, dozens of black-robed figures advanced in silence. After a while, they stopped before a mountain gate at the end of the path.
"Who goes there? This is the gate of the Magic Saber Sect. All unrelated people, get lost!"
As this strange group stopped before the gate, the dozen or so guards stationed outside immediately raised their ghost-head broadswords. A fierce glint flashed through their eyes as they shouted harshly.
"Beyond here lies the Black Corner Region, correct?"
From the front of the black-robed group came an aged, indifferent voice.
"Hmph. Since you know this is the Black Corner Region, why aren't you getting lost? This isn't a place just anyone can barge into!"
A burly man who appeared to be a minor leader at the gate snorted coldly.
"Then it seems we have the right place..."
Hearing this, the leader smiled and slowly raised his head. Beneath the black robe was an impassive face. A skeletal hand slipped from his sleeve as he said calmly, "Kill them. Leave none alive."
"Yes!"
At his command, the dozens of figures behind him answered in low voices.
"Wooo!"
The people at the gate had already gone on alert when the old man spoke. Then, a piercing alarm whistle swiftly rang out from one of their mouths.
"You dare cause trouble at my Magic Saber Sect? You're looking for—"
The alarm had barely sounded when, before the man could finish shouting, a black shadow abruptly enlarged in his pupils. In the next instant, his body exploded into six clouds of blood mist. At the same time, even the mountain gate behind him was blasted into powder.
"Enemy attack!"
The sudden explosion rang across the mountain peak. Immediately afterward, the sound of rushing wind