Red Submerge Army

Two days had gone by in a flash, and every disciple in the Swift Feather Wind Sect had gotten accustomed to the new spiritual qi in the world. 

While every disciple was focused on increasing their cultivation base, Jing Feng remained in the room, busy communicating with someone.

"When do you want us to move, Leader?" A female voice resounded from the communication token.

"No need to make a move just yet. Have the Red Submerge Army continue to inspect the Yi Clan and Jing Clan closely. I have a big surprise for them." Jing Feng curled her lips upward as she clutched tightly on a communication token.

The communication token was shaped in a medallion shape, clad in full red color with the label "Feng" stamped on the middle of the token. 

"I understand, Leader. I'll have the rest of the members lay low until further notice." 

"Un, just send all the information throughout the past years I wasn't in the Central Zone to me."