---- Chapter 3312 After the disciples of Thunder Sect headed down the mountain to join Holtrien''s war against foreign enemies, Andrew and his group did not stay any longer. Their next stop had to be either the Harmony Sect or the Umbral Peak Sect. As long as two of the ancient sects agreed to step in, the only one left would be the Divine Alchemists, and they would not be much of a threat. Before Andrew left, Rupert spoke up. "Andrew, let me give you a piece of advice. Neither the Umbral Peak Sect nor the Harmony Sect is easy to deal with.


    That coward Julius will definitely run to them and scheme against you." Andrew replied casually, "Then I''ll just cut them down too." Rupert''s face twisted with resentment, since he was one of those who had been cut down. He had been lucky enough to keep his life, but losing an arm was still quite a high price to pay. "Next stop, Umbral Peak Sect," Andrew decided. With that, he led Nyx and the others away from the Thunder Sect At that very moment, inside the Umbral Peak Sect, the most ---- secretive and sinister of the Eight Ancient Sects, the atmosphere was dark and isted.


    The sect was built on top of an old mass grave, cut off from the outside world, and the air felt heavy and chilling. Julius, with his snow-white hair and long flowing robes, arrived at the Umbral Peak Sect''s territory with his disciples. Suddenly, harsh, gratingughter echoed from the dark forest surrounding them. The Divine Alchemists'' disciples turned pale with fear. "Ghosts!" they shouted, drawing their weapons in panic. Only Julius remained expressionless. In a low voice, he announced, "I am Julius Bowen of the Divine Alchemists, here to visit the Umbral Peak Sect.


    Pleasee out and show yourself." The strange and spine-chillingughter continued to echo through the mountains and woods. It showed no sign of stopping. At the same time, a sinister voice mocked him. "The Divine Alchemists are thousands of miles away in the Western Regions. You say you''re Julius Bowen, then I might as well say I''m the ruler of Holtrien. If you don''t want to die, get lost. Umbral Peak Sect doesn''t wee outsiders." Acold glint shed in Julius'' eyes. "Fool, I''m giving you one ---- chance.


    Come out and face me, or your end will be miserable." The other party flew into a rage. "You''re asking for death!" Julius''s expression turned icy as he suddenly raised his hand and struck toward the trees above. A massive shower of leaves fell, along with a figure tumbling down in disarray. The moment he hit the ground, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. "C-Could you really be the head of the Divine Alchemists'', Julius Bowen?" the injured Umbral Peak Sect disciple gasped, clutching his chest in shock. Julius sneered. "I gave you a chance, but you were too useless to take it.


    Now you only have yourself to me. Take me to your sect master, or I''ll send you to your grave myself." A cold snort rang out as Umbral Peak Sect''s experts arrived on the scene. An elderly man spoke coldly, "Well, well, so it really is Mr. Bowen from the Divine Alchemists. But our sect has always stayed out of the Divine Alchemists'' business. What brings you here?" Julius''s voice was icy. "Who are you?" The old man bristled. "I am a Guardian Elder of the Umbral Peak Sect. Mr. Bowen, you''re being far too arrogant." ---- Julius strode toward him calmly.


    "Since you''re an elder of the Umbral Peak Sect, then lead the way. I need to see Mr. Monty Reyes, and I have critical information for your sect." The elder frowned. "What critical information? Mr. Bowen, you must be exaggerating." Julius looked at him calmly. "That the Umbral Peak Sect is about to be destroyed. Do you think that''s an exaggeration? Andrew from the Lloyd royal family in Chetvine is preparing to storm the Umbral Peak Sect next. Don''t you think that''s important?" The elder''s expression changed drastically. After a long moment of hesitation, he gestured respectfully toward Julius.


    "Mr. Bowen, this way please."