Midnight.
The Eminence Hundred-Thousand Mountains.
In front of the Ghost Valley gate!
The moon was obscured, and the wind howled.
Dark clouds enshrouded the sky.
On the desolate road, only the croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects could be heard.
Inside Ghost Valley, darkness prevailed.
Over a thousand disciples had long since fallen into deep slumber.
"Elder Mr. Will, could the Valley Master discover this matter?"
Under the cover of the pitch-black night.
Three figures stealthily approached the mountain gate.
One of them, dressed distinctly from the other two.
"If something goes wrong, Nash Will will bear the brunt! Rest assured, after the matter is settled, you will certainly not be treated poorly!"
Nash Will whispered softly.
He was an elder of Ghost Valley, bought off by Medicine King Valley.
The two parties had agreed to meet at the mountain gate at midnight.
By then,
