In the outskirts of Ming Mountain City, when the manor of the original Blood Clan was showered by meteorites.
Not far from there, by a river at the mid-level of the Alfama Mountains.
A group of figures shrouded in black robes, pale-faced as if they were corpses, stood still, gazing into the distance. They looked in the direction of the manor's location.
"A meteorite fall, huh? Such a terrifying aura... Even from this distance, it feels like a great disaster is imminent, huh..." the man in black at the forefront spoke slowly, "Thank goodness it didn't fall on our side, otherwise, even if it landed at the mountain foot, I'm afraid it would cause some of our tunnels to collapse..."
"If it had fallen on the mid-level, we would have been done for..."
