It was a normal day in the Cloco Divine Sect, which obviously used the name of the continent for convenience. The sect, as one of the five biggest powers here, had literally millions of disciples. It could be found on the south-east side of Cloco Divine Ocean, using a chain of hundreds of islands, mostly artificially created.
Today, the hundreds of elders and the sect master were in the meeting hall, discussing a few issues they were having with the other powers surrounding the sect. It was a regular occurrence. Skirmishes happened pretty much daily, mostly against the Sea Demon Beasts, but sometimes the Spirits as well.
That wasn't a bad thing, though. As with any other cultivation powers, having a place where the disciples could develop their skills was a must, and what better place than a real battlefield? Even Roan wouldn't think differently there.
