One Still Remains

"What the f*ck! Are you telling me that we can't kill that measly Quan Zhen Sect even with our army of two thousand players? Keep the city on lockdown! Kill any player from the Quan Zhen Sect on sight!" Lone Blossom commanded. He was already extremely depressed with the fact that he had died twice in the same day.

How could a small guild like the Quan Zhen Sect possibly survive now, after all the players from the Pure Lands guild recognised all of them...

Several thousand players wouldn't have a problem against a dozen players in a head on fight. But the problem was that the Quan Zhen Sect repeatedly used guerilla tactics to fight them. And even if they did engage them in a proper fight, a team of several dozen Pure Lands players were still no match for them...

"But boss, the Quan Zhen Sect has already fled!" One of the players guarding the teleportation formation reported.

"They've ran away? Are you serious?" Lone Blossom asked.