Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Sima Xian was clearly furious, and he slammed his black magic staff heavily onto the ground.

With a bang, a shocking scene unfolded.

The granite floor tiles laid on the ground of Amy City suddenly flew into the air and almost hit Oni-mu and the others in the face.

Everyone hurriedly dodged.

Taking advantage of the situation, Oni-mu sat on the back of the Xuan-gui and used his shield to knock away the incoming floor tiles.

His face was dark, and he said in a deep voice, "You bald bastard, you dare to challenge me? Brothers, let's go!"

Sima Xian showed no fear and looked at everyone with a righteous expression, "If you want to fight, then fight! All this fuss is so annoying!"

As he spoke, he brandished his black scepter, repelling the assassin who launched a surprise attack from behind.

The assassin's ambush failed, and the mage beside Guiwu conjured two fireballs, blocking Sima Xian's retreat.

Taking this opportunity, the two warriors in the Oni Warrior team launched a jumping attack simultaneously from the left and right.

Bai Ling, who had already walked over from the next street and was sitting on the side watching the battle, curled the corner of her mouth and said, "It's not honorable to win by outnumbering the enemy."

Transparent threads of spiritual energy spread out, causing everyone present to suddenly feel dizzy and disoriented, as if they had drunk fake alcohol.

"What the hell!"

Sitting on the back of the monster, Oni-Mu, who was preparing to unleash his Knight Skill, patted his dizzy head.

"Sima Xian, you truly are a disgrace to the Priest Temple. What kind of bizarre skill is this? My head is spinning."

"Humph!"

Sima Xian first used his scepter to smash a warrior away, then he quickly took two steps back, and the scepter in his hand transformed into a giant hammer, blocking all the fireballs in the attack and returning them to another warrior.

At this point, one of the Oni Warriors had his ribs broken, while the other suffered severe burns.

The two soldiers lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

The half-baked assassin and mage, also from Xiucheng, felt a sense of urgency. They exchanged a glance and decisively retreated to the side of Guiwu's Xuanwu magical beast, seeking refuge.

Sima Xian raised the milky-white hammer, slung it behind his back, and raised an eyebrow. "Hey! Guiwu, you're really rude. From the moment I started until now, I haven't used any Priest Temple skills. You guys are just inferior, and now you want to put a big accusation on my head?"

Guiwu's face was now extremely ugly. Although he knew that Sima Xian was very powerful, he did not expect him to be this powerful.

Despite the combined attack of two warriors and a mage, they couldn't even scratch Sima Xian.

Outrageous.

Enraged to the point of liver pain, Guiwu patted the fifth-tier magical beast beneath him. As he raised his longsword and shield, he didn't forget to instruct the assassins and mages beside him to find the right opportunity to strike Sima Xian a couple of times.

Ideally, he should be beaten until he is unable to take care of himself and loses his eligibility to participate in the priest temple selection competition.

After some deliberation, the assassin and mage finally decided to grant Oni Warrior's request.

After all, the Oni-Mu family held a high position in Shujo, and he himself was a rather outstanding knight.

Compared to someone who came from a humble background and couldn't learn the priest's temple healing spell, Sima Xian was far more important.

"Brother Guiwu, no problem."

Guiwu nodded and shouted, "Sima Xian, you're dead this time!"

After he finished speaking, the golden light around him became even more intense, and the Xuanwu beneath him impatiently strode forward, charging towards the enemy in front of him.

Sima Xian picked up the giant hammer again, curled his lip in disdain, and said, "Who will die is really not certain."

The two were seen wrestling.

The fire mage, whose previous sneak attack had failed and resulted in his warrior teammate falling and getting injured, turned to look at his brother, who resembled him.

"Brother, if we don't help Guiwu vent his anger this time, who knows what might happen when we get back to Xiu City, Lord Guiying..."

The unmoved older brother couldn't stand it anymore. "For his father's sake, let's help him this once."

He and his brother raised their staffs high, and a huge fireball with a diameter of over three meters rose into the air, turning the surroundings into a fiery red.

With a combined spell, their fifth-tier attack magic locked onto Sima Xian in front of them.

Sima Xian's expression changed for the first time, even though he had barely managed to hold his own against Gui Wu with his hammer technique. No matter how tough his body was, he was still just a priest who resembled a warrior, and he was still only at the fourth level of cultivation.

Just as the blazing fireball approached Sima Xian, suddenly, four golden threads pierced through Sima Xian's body from behind.

Oni-warrior, the Fire Mage brothers, and the assassin lurking in the shadows widened their eyes in surprise.

what's the situation?

Are there any other professionals around here who hate Sima Xian more than they do?

It shouldn’t be...

While everyone was still stunned, Sima Xian had already lost control of his body.

Now, he is just like a puppet in the hands of a circus clown, manipulated by others.

Bai Ling's soft laughter reached Sima Xian's ears, "Relax, I'll help you win this battle."

Sima Xian heard the girl's voice beside him and snapped back to reality, "Let me go, I can do it!"

Bai Ling smiled and said, "Are you confident you can dodge two fifth-tier fireballs cast by two fourth-tier mages?"

As they were speaking, the fireball had already reached the top of Sima Xian's head and was falling at an extremely fast speed.

Sima Xian gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath, "You witch, you're probably trying to harm me!"

Bai Ling, who was being called a witch for the first time, moved her little finger with interest. "Yes, your witch's spiritual power is of the light attribute."

The silk threads trembled, and a golden light instantly covered Sima Xian's body. The next second, a layer of hot gold runes appeared all over Sima Xian's body.

The Berserker's runes are drawn by the power of light, instantly boosting his strength, attack, and defense.

Moreover, under this special amplification state, the Light Hammer seems to be immune to fire-attribute spiritual power.

Sima Xian swung his hammer with all his might, and the fireball was forced to change direction, flying towards the Xuan Turtle beneath Gui Wu.

"boom--"

A burst of red light flashed, and everything within a ten-meter radius turned into scorched earth.

The black tortoise was blown apart, its limbs bleeding and its shell cracked open.

As for Oni-warashi, who was a bit slow to react, he happened to fall next to the burned warrior due to the shockwave from the explosion.

Having swallowed a mouthful of ash and with his teeth slightly loose, Oni-mu was in so much pain he almost cried out.

Dad! There are monsters in our city!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin decisively crawled out of the Oni Warrior's shadow and slunk back to the Assassin's Temple to report.

As for the twin mages who unleashed the fifth-tier fireball spell, intending to defeat Sima Xian but ultimately causing Gui Wu to be seriously injured, they saw that the assassins had all fled, so they ran away with them.

"A pile of loose sand."

Bai Ling, yawning, walked to the center after retracting the silk threads and cast a healing spell on Sima Xian.

The warm energy nourished Sima Xian's meridians, instantly invigorating him.

"It's you!"