Over the boundless ocean.
Shadowy figures appeared, and so, did the Day and Night Legion!
They bore two types of banners, one with a blazing sun as its totem and the other with a full moon. However, both banners bore the word 'Dawu' on their backs.
"Sect Master, what should we do, the Dawu Legion is attacking!"
"Our Mist Spirit Sect is far from being a match for Dawu!"
"If their troops attack us, we will surely die!"
...
Chaos reigned within the Mist Spirit Sect.
Due to the sect's excessive isolation, they did not receive timely external news, and by the time they had reacted, the Dawu Legion had already attacked, completely surrounding them on the island.
"Keep calm, we are not in a desperate situation yet!"
From within a wave of mist, emerged an elderly man of celestial presence. He was the ancestor of Mist Spirit, his face calm, but fear gripped his heart.
