Sword Formation

Meanwhile, in Qing Feng Sect.

It was a gloomy day, with dark clouds looming over the sky.

One of the disciples guarding the stairs leading up to Qing Feng Sect was cursing at his luck.

"What a day to be on guard."

The other guard replied, "Stay alert, remember what the sect master said before he left."

"What's there to worry about? Who in their right mind would come and attack?"

The first guard shook his head and continued his cursing.

He was looking up at the skies when he felt the other guard nudging him.

"What?" He looked down and saw the other guard with his jaw dropped as he pointed to the front.

Tremble.

Footsteps could be heard from far away, and they got louder and louder.

There was a swarm of men and women marching towards them.

These men and women didn't look like normal human beings.

They had stitches all over them, and patches of their skin were of different colors.