It was only the briefest exchange yet four people had died. The others were shocked and furious.

“Dammit! What a tough bastard!” the Slayer cursed. Nie Yan hadn’t logged on in three years. If it were any other player, their skills would’ve reset to factory settings. One could easily imagine how domineering he was during his prime. “Watch him closely. Don’t let him escape!”

Two Spectral Thieves circled in on Nie Yan. Meanwhile, the four Necromancers planted detection eyes in a 600-meter wide area to prevent him from escaping.

The Mystic and Slayer pursued Nie Yan relentlessly from behind.

“Annihilation Slash has a long cooldown. He won’t be able to use it again any time soon. Since he’s been grinding all this time in the Dark Demonic Space, he likely hasn’t learned any new skills either. All we have to watch out for are scrolls. Don’t give him any time to use them!” the Mystic shouted. “If we can kill Nirvana Flame, Black Spear will reward us handsomely!”

The other members felt their dwindling confidence reinvigorated....