Chapter 65: Annihilating Ironpeak Sect
Not long after, the towering, iron gates of the Ironpeak Sect appeared in the distance.
The guards stationed at the entrance were casually chatting when they suddenly felt the earth tremble.
They looked up, and their faces instantly drained of all color.
"S-Sound the alarm!" one guard screamed, his voice cracking with panic.
The second guard didn't even bother with the alarm.
He simply turned and sprinted into the sect compound, abandoning his post entirely, screaming at the top of his lungs.
"ATTACK! WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!"
The massive coalition stopped exactly a hundred paces from the iron-forged gates.
Harmon stepped to the forefront.
His eyes burned with decades of suppressed hatred and the memory of the elders and disciples of his sect, murdered by the Ironpeak Sect and Barlowe family.
With a flash of brilliant light, his three-foot sword materialized in his grasp.
