Clouds gathered above the north of the southern continent. The atmosphere was tense and the air crackled with static, small currents seen flashing through the dark fog. Staring up at the dense clouds and shimmering lightning, the disciples and elders weren't fearful or uneasy but were instead excited! They looked to the peak of the mountain in anticipation, the sects members all having moved far from it to the base of the mountain. The mountain was based atop a serene lake that usually bloomed with lotuses and various other blooming water flowers but now they had all scattered to the shore of the surroundings, as if they had ran away from the island with the mountain on it.