In the main meeting hall of the Serene Mist Sect, the tension was palpable. All the elders were gathered, and at the center, the sect master gazed at everyone with a face full of concern.
"Elder, the Green Demon is already at the borders of the sect!" one of the elders shouted, clearly in a panic.
"It's true! He came personally and is massacring our disciples!" another elder added, his voice trembling.
"We need to act quickly! If we don't, the losses will be irreparable!" a third elder intervened, his hands shaking as he considered the consequences.
"If we can't fight him, we should at least start preparing an escape route!" suggested one of the older elders, his voice thick with fear.