"No, I'm just a little worried. This guy's strength is probably not much different from those chief priests, and you just bullied him badly." Shen Yuhe said.
Her worries were indeed justified. If she had met other high priests, they would never have been able to kill them due to their status. However, Long Wucuo originally wanted to get rid of Mu Hanyan, and now he was bullied by her. He hated her to death. If he really had the chance to kill her, he would never show mercy.
"Don't worry, he can't kill me." Mu Hanyan said confidently.
Although she was not sure that she could break Long Wucuo's Death Shield with the Eight Desolate Divine Meteorites, she should not forget that she also possessed powerful martial arts skills and combat experience that Long Wucuo could not match. If this was not enough to defeat her opponent, she could just take out the Chaos God Sword. Anyway, Long Wucuo was afraid of being guilty of possessing the treasure, and he had never publicly admitted that the Chaos God Sword was in his hands. If he knew that she had stolen it, he could only watch helplessly.
Besides the Chaos Sword, she also had sword skills that had not been completely suppressed. The fusion of swordsmanship and divine arts was not as simple as one plus one equals two. If used properly, the power could be increased several times. She didn't believe that she couldn't deal with Long Wucuo.
However, the Chaos Sword is too conspicuous. If people knew it was in her hands, it would probably cause some unnecessary trouble. She would also try to hide her sword skills as much as possible. She would never take action unless it was absolutely necessary. Therefore, relying on magic to defeat it was the best outcome.
Of course, it was too far away to talk about this now. Even if Long Wucuo had entered the next round and obtained the qualification to compete with the chief priests of each hall, he might not necessarily meet her. He might have been sent away by other chief priests long ago. Mu Hanyan was too lazy to worry about this matter.
"Today's competition ends here. You are all tired. Go back and have a good rest." Long Aoli announced.
"Yes, sir." Long Wucuo and the other twelve priests bowed in salute.
"By the way, Chief Priest Mu, you are also planning to participate in the subsequent competition, right?" Long Aoli asked Mu Hanyan.
"Not bad." Mu Hanyan nodded.
"Then you should go back early to rest and prepare to face the challenge of these twelve priests tomorrow." Long Aoli said.
"What?" Mu Hanyan was shocked and turned to look at Long Aoli.
Long Wucuo and other priests who were qualified to participate in the next round of competition were obviously not very clear about the rules of the subsequent competition. They were also shocked when they heard it. They subconsciously glanced at Mu Hanyan, and then looked at the chief priests of each hall, and were also very surprised.
"Master Priest Long, how come there is such a challenge? Why haven't I heard of it?" Mu Hanyan asked Long Aoli coldly.
Wen Gaoren had already told her about the competitions among the various halls during the sacrificial ceremonies, so she knew a thing or two. In previous sacrificial ceremonies, the chief priests of each hall rarely left the stage. Even if they did, they would at most show off their skills and mostly give guidance to the younger generations. There had never been a situation like this where the chief priests accepted challenges from so many priests.
"Chief Priest Mu, you also know that this sacrificial ceremony is different from the previous ones. The number of people participating in the competition is unprecedented. Your strength is only that of an eighth-level divine priest, and the Huayu Temple has not participated in the previous two sacrificial ceremonies. If you directly participate in the last round, it would be unfair to other priests." Long Aoli said righteously.
"Yes, the priests under our various halls are all at the level of tenth-order divine priests, but they have to fight hard to enter the final round. Chief Priest Mu is only at the level of an eighth-order divine priest, but he can directly enter the final round. It's unfair to them." The other chief priests echoed.
"Since you feel it's unfair, why didn't you let me compete with other priests at the beginning?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"As the chief priest, it is not in your right to fight with the priests below. We are doing this for the sake of Chief Priest Mu. Accepting the challenge of the priests below is the only way to demonstrate the identity and dignity of the chief priest, right?" Ou Dechuan said sanctimoniously.
"Chief Priest Mu, it doesn't matter if you don't want to accept it. The worst that can happen is that you just don't participate in this competition." Long Aoli said with a forced smile.
Despicable, shameless! Mu Hanyan cursed inwardly. After all that, how could she still not know what Long Aoli and the others were planning?
Talking about the identity and dignity of the chief priest is pure bullshit. To put it bluntly, Long Aoli and others have reached an agreement in private that the rare treasure of heaven and earth can fall into anyone's hands, but it cannot fall into the hands of Mu Hanyan.
It seemed they had doubts about the strength of their eighth-rank divine priestess and didn't want to give her any chance. If she had participated in the previous competition, she only needed to defeat two opponents to advance to the final competition and face the priests directly. If the two priests she encountered were slightly weaker, the chances of winning would certainly be quite good.
But now, according to what Long Aoli said, she has to face the challenge of twelve priests. These twelve priests are all the strongest ones left after the test of time. Their strength is only second to the chief priests of each hall. Some of them are so outstanding that even the chief priests may not be sure of winning when they meet them. She has no chance of luck at all.
Even if she really passed this test and stood out from the challenge of the twelve priests, she would certainly be exhausted and her fighting power would be greatly reduced. How could she have the strength to fight again when facing the twelve high priests who had recuperated.
In order to prevent her from obtaining that rare treasure of heaven and earth, Long Aoli and others have put in a lot of effort. They even came up with such a rule and said it so righteously. It's so shameless.
"What if I don't agree?" Mu Hanyan asked, suppressing her anger.
"If you don't agree, didn't I tell you that you don't have to participate? If you feel it's unfair, you can wait until we're done with the competition and then appeal to the Temple of Life. If they find out that we were wrong, we will apologize to you and accept any beatings or punishments." Long Aoli said with a smile.
This was exactly the phrase Mu Hanyan had used to bully Long Wucuo before, and now he was using it against Mu Hanyan, which was like venting his anger for his precious son. Long Aoli felt proud just thinking about it.
"In other words, I have no choice at all?" Mu Hanyan took a deep breath and said.
At first, she felt that it was great to use that method to deal with Long Wucuo and bully others, but as the chief priest, it was still unworthy of her. Now she realized that her nature was still too upright. Compared with her, these old guys were truly despicable and shameless.
"No." Long Aoli and the other chief priests said in unison. They had clearly made up their minds and united their resolve to confront Mu Hanyan.
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