I'm caught in the cycle of endless competition, you're waiting for me in the apocalypse.

"Ah Xin, we're going to participate in the priest awakening ceremony today. Will you come to watch?" Hu Nuo casually put his arm around An Xin, ignoring Hu Qing, who was standing next to him with a cold and dark expression.

Saren nodded, looking at Anxin expectantly.

"Me? Can I?"

Anxin was also quite curious and wanted to see what the awakening ceremony was like, but she couldn't just talk to herself, so she had to ask the priest first.

Seeing the uncontrollable excitement in An Xin's eyes, She Ming chuckled and said, "Sure, just don't make a sound or disrupt the order! After all, the moment of divine decree will be delivered after the awakening ceremony, and it would be best if you were there."

Upon hearing this, Hu Nuo was the first to cheer, picking up An Xin and spinning her around: "I'm not nervous with you here!"

"Hahaha……"

After a burst of laughter and chatter, Sheming told them the time and place before making preparations for becoming a priest.

After a while, the sun was shining brightly, and all the doors and windows on the first floor of the temple were opened.

Sunlight refracts through the polished white marble onto the walls and dome, making the entire interior space appear as bright and sacred as heaven. Being inside is like feeling the power and warmth of the gods.

On the huge circular altar, numerous successor priests dressed in white robes stood quietly, devoutly awaiting the start of the ceremony.

The attendants, dressed in white robes, white cloaks, and wide white hoods, bowed their heads and formed a circle under the circular altar, clasping their hands in front of their chests and chanting ancient hymns.

Four priests slowly walked from four directions to the square platform in the center of the circular prayer altar.

An Xin carefully examined all four priests.

For the first time, She Ming officially donned a white robe, his black hair held back by a forehead ornament, revealing his cool and handsome face.

The priestess of the Southern Territory had fiery red, wavy hair, instantly recognizable as a flamboyant female orc. Her striking features, with their slightly aggressive quality, combined with her curvaceous figure, gave her a mature and sophisticated air.

Balu had short white hair, which, combined with his tall, muscular physique and sculpted features, gave him an imposing presence.

Finally, the Northern priest had long, dark green hair tied up high, with a black snake-shaped headdress wrapped around it, giving him an air of mystery.

After the four priests took their positions, Balu let out a long tiger roar, and Bileg, holding a silver wooden staff, slowly ascended the high platform in front.

Bileg stood in the center of the high platform, his gaze majestic, scanning the surroundings. He chanted ancient and mysterious scriptures, gently tapping the ground with his silver wooden staff, and a soft light slowly rose up.

The chanting servants below the stage grew increasingly loud and passionate.

As the light grew brighter, the pillar of light gradually expanded until it enveloped the entire circular altar.

A faint silver glow began to emanate from the newly appointed priests, as if they were undergoing some kind of sacred baptism. An Xin watched intently, her heart filled with awe.

The powerful voices of the four priests rang out, instantly drowning out the chanting of the servants.

The successors knelt down, crossed their arms over their chests in a priestly gesture, and recited oaths.

Clusters of silver light slowly rose and flew in an orderly fashion into the transparent crystal at the top of the silver wooden staff.

Bileg closed his eyes, raised his wooden staff upwards with both hands, and a beam of silver light shot out from the crystal, reaching the dome.

The dome reflected the silver light, which turned into specks of gold that slowly descended and entered the brows of the successors.

As soon as the silver wooden staff was put away, the entire place fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

"Congratulations, my priests! The awakening ceremony has been successfully completed!" Bileg's voice was not loud, but it gently reached the ears of every orc.

The priests bowed respectfully, and all the new priests had happy smiles on their faces.

The attendants presented the prepared priestly staffs to the new priests one by one. After the entire hall fell silent again, Bileg announced, "Priests, let us sing the ancient prayer and together welcome the prophecy of the Beast God!"

After speaking, the priests, holding their wooden staffs, chanted in unison a song etched deep in their souls.

The singing was melodious and solemn, echoing throughout the temple. An Xin was immersed in it, feeling the unique rhythm and the resonance in her soul.

The sun finally rose directly above the temple, its brilliant rays shining upon it and casting a faint golden glow.

A dazzling light emanated from the dome, and the entire interior of the temple, including the floor, walls, and dome, was covered with flowing silver and gold threads.

As the light expanded, a colossal phantom of a beast god slowly descended. Though its features were not clearly visible, its imposing and majestic form exuded an aura of awe.

A deep, powerful roar echoed within the temple, shaking the hearts of every orc.

As the phantom of the Beast God descended, the atmosphere within the temple became even more sacred and solemn. Priests and servants bowed their heads, praying devoutly for the Beast God's protection.

The phantom of the Beast God surveyed the surroundings, and seemed to pause for a moment when it caught sight of An Xin.

An Xin's heart skipped a beat. She thought: Oh no, could it be because I was the only one in the entire audience who looked up and stared directly at the Beast God without any respect that he stopped in his tracks when he saw me?

She shook her head uncertainly, continuing to stare directly at the phantom of the Beast God. But no matter how carefully An Xin observed the enormous, holographic-like phantom of the Beast God, she couldn't discern the emotions in its eyes.

Perhaps startled by An Xin's probing gaze, the Beast God's phantom turned its face away in a very human-like manner, refusing to meet An Xin's eyes.

An Xin pursed her lips, clearly losing interest in exploring the phantom of the Beast God. After all, not being able to see its appearance diminished its appeal to her, a self-proclaimed "face-value enthusiast."

Just as An Xin looked away, the phantom of the Beast God looked at her again and slowly raised a hand, pointing at An Xin.

Everyone was astonished, including the four priests. Bileg stepped forward and respectfully asked, "Your Majesty, this woman is not a priestess. Why are you referring to her?"

The phantom of the Beast God did not respond, but simply pointed firmly at An Xin.

An Xin inwardly grumbled, but outwardly remained calm and stepped forward. As she reached the prayer altar, the phantom of the Beast God suddenly bent down, the enormous phantom approaching An Xin.

She felt an immense pressure bearing down on her. She straightened her back and looked up defiantly into the illusory eyes.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the beast god's phantom, and a message entered An Xin's mind: "I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

An Xin was completely bewildered by these resentful words. Just as she was about to ask a question, the phantom of the Beast God seemed to rush into An Xin's forehead like a torrent.

An Xin suddenly felt a splitting headache and collapsed. Hu Qing, who was a few steps away, saw the situation was bad and rushed over, catching An Xin in the nick of time.

The golden and silver threads surrounding the temple vanished in an instant, leaving the group staring at each other in disbelief...

Bileg was greatly shocked, but his confusion only grew stronger: Where was the oracle?