Pantheon’s guild headquarters. Godking was trembling in fear, not daring to raise his head. Angud was fuming with rage after making a trip to the far northwest of the Demon Tribe and failing to catch even a glimpse of Nie Yan’s shadow.

“Find me his exact location by tomorrow, or... You know the consequences.” Angud glared at Godking.

Godking felt bitterness in his heart. His intelligence network hadn’t found a trace of Nirvana Flame for a long time already. Given how big the Demon Tribe was, it was like trying to find a needle in a mountain of hay! Even if they found him, he could teleport away like before. But Godking had...