Chapter 982: The Shinigami’s Finger Bone

Feng Ming, after launching an Elemental Judgement, suddenly became ethereal, splitting into three figures that dashed off in different directions.

The ground abruptly turned extremely hard, covered in frost, and spikes of ice erupted from the earth with a thrumming sound.

Feng Ming’s magical attacks were relentless. An average player caught in such a storm of attacks would likely be forced to flee in panic.

However, Nie Yan suddenly vanished from his spot.

Feng Ming looked toward Nie Yan’s previous location. Nie Yan now appeared like a phantom, constantly blinking around, making it impossible to determine his exact position.

Legendary Skill – Faern’s Phantom!

Even though Feng Ming had seen many things, he had never encountered a skill like this before. His heart sank as he waved his staff, launching area-of-effect spells toward Nie Yan’s general direction.

True Sight!

Nie Yan activated True Sight and scanned the three Feng Mings, slightly surprised. All three were real! In that case, he could just eliminate them one by one.

Blink!

Nie Yan’s body vanished and reappeared behind one of Feng Ming’s clones, fifty or sixty yards away. With a splatter of blood, the clone turned into a flash of white light.

The legendary Blink was incredibly fast. Feng Ming could only perceive a blur before Nie Yan had already eliminated one of his clones.

Is this the speed of a Legend? Feng Ming felt a chill inside. Nie Yan was significantly faster than any other player he had encountered before!

His two remaining clones kept blinking while launching spells—spikes, ice arrows, lightning storms—all cast instantly. Yet, to his frustration, even after expending all his mental energy, he couldn’t lock onto Nie Yan’s position.

Legendary skills were simply incomparable to even top-tier class skills!

Feng Ming felt a chill at the back of his head. Blink! Blink! Blink! His body kept teleporting, but that sensation never left, as if Nie Yan’s dagger were always right behind his head.

Another clone fell with a splatter of blood.

Feng Ming felt another chill run down his spine. How was Nie Yan doing this? How did he still have the capacity to deal with another clone?

What he didn’t know was that Nie Yan had already deactivated his Frost Aura. If it had been active, Feng Ming would have been frozen to death already!

This was the gap between a top-tier class and a Legend—two entirely different levels! Realizing this, Feng Ming felt disheartened. Such power was simply beyond his ability to oppose. He had thought, even if he couldn’t defeat Nie Yan, he could at least make him suffer a bit. Now he realized how naive that thought had been. Advancing to the Legend class was incredibly difficult. He had tried nearly a year, failed over twenty times, and still hadn’t succeeded. By the time he reached Legend status, who knew how powerful Rogue Nie Yan would have become?

No matter how Feng Ming dodged and blinked, Nie Yan’s killing intent followed him like a shadow. He couldn’t comprehend how Nie Yan could always anticipate his random blink locations. What terrifying predictive ability!

During his fight with Feng Ming, Nie Yan gained a deeper understanding of Faern’s Phantom skill. It wasn’t just the unmatched ghostlike speed; it also had strong tracking capabilities. Under such relentless pursuit, even Feng Ming’s Blink was useless—he could still be tracked by Nie Yan’s presence.

With such power, if Duo Duo hadn’t advanced to Legend, there was no way he could win! However, since so much time had passed, Nie Yan wasn’t sure whether Duo Duo had successfully advanced or not, so he dared not challenge him rashly.

“You’ve lost,” Nie Yan said calmly. He couldn’t deny that Feng Ming was indeed strong, but there was simply no way for a top-tier class to defeat a Legend class. This gap couldn’t even be compensated for by level or equipment.

Feng Ming stopped, looking somewhat dazed. All his strength, which he had always been proud of, was nothing to Nie Yan. He realized that the moment he felt the cold blade at his neck, he was already dead—completely and decisively defeated.

Nie Yan halted about ten meters away, seeing Feng Ming’s dejection. “It’s not a matter of skill. The game mechanics dictate that top-tier classes will always lose to Legends. If you want a rematch, come back after you’ve advanced to Legend.”

Feng Ming gave a bitter smile and said, “This time I’ve truly witnessed the might of a Legend. Even if you hadn’t advanced to Legend, I still couldn’t have beaten you. You managed to advance smoothly, while I haven’t even done so yet—that itself is a demonstration of skill. Winning is winning, and losing is losing.”

Nie Yan shrugged noncommittally. Perhaps Feng Ming was right. Even Tang Yao would probably not last more than a few moves against him now. The level suppression was too great. Previously, defeating Feng Ming hadn’t required much skill—it was purely through ability suppression.

“If you really want to improve your skills, go spar with players like Ya Zi and Sun. Practicing alone won’t help much. Your skills are still slightly inferior to theirs,” Nie Yan suggested, secretly hoping to entice Feng Ming to join Bull Player Tribe. A player of his caliber was hard to find, and it would be great to have him onboard. However, after reaching Legend, Nie Yan didn’t particularly care whether Feng Ming joined or not—either way made little difference.

Feng Ming looked somewhat unconvinced and was about to speak up.

Nie Yan interrupted, “I need to keep leveling up.”

Nie Yan dashed toward the Shadow Overlord in the distance and continued farming it. After this fight with Feng Ming, he had a rough understanding of his own strength. If Duo Duo hadn’t improved much in these two months, he would definitely be no match for Nie Yan!

I’m coming for you, Duo Duo!

Nie Yan’s video spread widely on the forums. The appearance of a mysterious powerful player in the Light Faction spread among players. Although the news reached the upper echelons of Angel’s Fall, they remained unusually calm, expressing no opinion. Duo Duo seemed to have vanished into thin air, no longer appearing. Angel’s Fall’s elite teams frequently appeared in various regions of the Sword of War, reportedly also frantically collecting Void Silver Ore.

Hearing this from Guo Huai, Nie Yan knew that Duo Duo was definitely leveling and gathering gear furiously. He wondered how strong that guy would be in five months.

Nie Yan farmed in the Dark Dead Zone for three full days. During this time, he heard that Feng Ming had brought his team and joined Bull Player Tribe, defeating Sun, Tang Yao, and others within three days. Nie Yan couldn’t help but smile—this was Feng Ming’s way of venting his frustration. More high-level players meant a greater advantage for Bull Player Tribe if conflicts arose with Angel’s Fall.

Thinking back to Feng Ming in his previous life, fearlessly challenging Angel’s Dominion alone, how fierce he had been. Yet in this life, such a powerful player had still been subdued by him.

Though he had the advantage of rebirth, reaching this point was still no small feat.

He found another piece of the Death God’s Finger Bone. With twelve pieces now quietly lying in his bag’s corner, they suddenly emitted a brilliant glow.

The twelve pieces of Death God’s Finger Bone slowly fused together into a single piece, perfectly joined.

Nie Yan stared intently at it, watching what the fused item would become.

The resulting Death God’s Finger Bone was very smooth, showing not a single crack. It looked like it had been forged from some black metal, exuding a dark luster.

Death God’s Finger Bone: Special Item. Grants the Death God’s Finger skill. If the opponent’s level does not exceed yours by more than twenty levels, using this skill can cause instant death. Skill cooldown: thirty natural days.

Death God’s Finger? What kind of skill was this?

A skill with a thirty-day cooldown. If he used it now, it should be ready again by the time he challenged Duo Duo.

Looking into the distance, a Shadow Overlord approached.

Death God’s Finger!

Nie Yan used the Death God’s Finger skill. A giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky, as if emerging from the void, pointing toward the approaching Shadow Overlord. A wave of death spread rapidly, sending chills down one’s spine.

This skill was even more powerful and harder to evade than the Oblivion Slash from Zennarde’s Sword.

The giant hand descended, darkening the sky. All surrounding creatures trembled in fear before this terrifying power.

With a loud thud, the Shadow Overlord was struck by an invisible force, sent flying backward, and crashed heavily to the ground, never to rise again.

An instant kill?

Nie Yan stood stunned for a moment. The Death God’s Finger was incredibly powerful, capable of instant death! This skill was absurdly strong—no other skill could rival its destructive power. Of course, it wasn’t invincible. Opponents could escape using skills when attacked by Death God’s Finger, but the skill was so fast that dodging was extremely difficult, especially when cast by Nie Yan. Nie Yan would always release Death God’s Finger at the most opportune moment, when it was hardest to evade!

By collecting these twelve Death God’s Finger Bone fragments, he had gained another deadly move!

His harvest was impressive. Looking around, only two Shadow Overlords remained, which he could eliminate in half an hour at most. Checking his experience bar, he was at level 202, 32%. Nie Yan was very satisfied with his current state. Not only had he leveled up significantly himself, but his several earth dragons had also gained substantial experience. Light and Dark Holy Dragon had reached level 211, while Purple-Eyed Earth Dragon and Golden Earth Dragon had both reached level 205.

Nie Yan let out a long howl, his voice echoing through the Dark Dead Zone. His voice brimmed with confidence. Just as he had planned, when he left the Dark Dead Zone, it would be the moment when Rogue Nie Yan would shine brilliantly once again!

Brothers of Bull Player Tribe, it’s been three years. Rogue Nie Yan is finally returning!