Mingming stared intently at Fang Xian, secretly planning her retreat.
She didn't want to die here, or become Fang Xian's woman like Kikyo and the others.
Just then, a familiar voice rang out.
"It seems the enemy's strength is far greater than we imagined."
Mingming and Tsukumo Yuki turned around, their faces lighting up with delight.
"Guild Master."
The newcomer was none other than the youngest Guild Master of the Spellcasters
—Machima.
Machima had long, reddish-brown hair, braided into an intricate plait on one side, the strands smooth and glossy.
Below her neat, straight bangs were a pair of bright yellow eyes, her gaze serene.
Her features were sculpted and delicate, her nose straight, her lips beautifully shaped.
Wearing a black sleeveless turtleneck crop top that perfectly showcased her long neck and slender arms, the tight design accentuated her enviable bust and revealed a sliver of her fair waist, adding a touch of sexiness.
She paired it with black trousers, creating a simple yet stylish look that exuded a unique charm.
Machima appeared first with elegant steps. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, like a work of art, a faint, mysterious smile playing on her lips, but her eyes were cold and devoid of warmth, as if they could see through everything.
The woman following Machima had long, flowing golden hair that cascaded naturally over her shoulders.
She wore a pair of eerie red devil horns on her head.
Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, her orange-red eyes bright as jewels, radiating a unique charm.
Her nose was straight, her lips pink, and her face beautiful.
She wore a black strapless top with lace trim, highlighting her graceful shoulders and ample bust.
She paired it with black, tight leather pants, which accentuated her long, slender figure, creating a sexy and fashionable overall look.
Her name was Pava, and she was Machima's personal bodyguard.
Pava's face beamed with an innocent yet manic smile, her orange-red eyes gleaming with excitement, as if she were filled with anticipation for the upcoming battle.
At this moment, she gripped the massive chainsaw tightly in both hands, the chainsaw humming in her grasp, as if echoing the fighting spirit within her.
Behind them followed hundreds of sorcerers, clearly the entirety of the sorcerer community.
Fang Xian saw them appear, a slight smile playing on his lips, and immediately cast "Eye of Insight."
[Name: Machima
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: 94
Figure: 94
Height: 169cm
Character: Perfect
Affection: -100]
[Name: Pava
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: 93
Figure: 93
Height: 170cm
Character: Perfect
Affection: -100]
Mitsuri Kanroji and the others felt a chill when they saw the entire group of sorcerers mobilize.
"Honey, we'll help you."
"No need."
Fang Xian waved his hand dismissively, deciding to play the game himself.
"Dealing with them is nothing; you don't need to lift a finger."
After being refused by Fang Xian, the women from Mitsuri Kanroji had no choice but to grip their weapons tightly, ready to provide support at any moment.
After all, Fang Xian was facing the entire group of sorcerers; they couldn't help but be vigilant and worried.
Machima stared intently at Fang Xian, speaking calmly.
"You're the strongest in the Great Thousand World, aren't you?"
Fang Xian nodded, answering affirmatively.
"That's right."
Having received Fang Xian's answer, everyone finally understood why he dared to challenge the entire Spirit God World alone—he was the strongest in the Great Thousand World.
A mysterious smile graced Machima's fair face, her eyes calm yet concealing boundless power and calculation.
"So, killing you will cause the Great Thousand World to crumble without a fight."
Fang Xian's lips curled slightly, his eyes brimming with confidence.
"Don't worry, you can't even hurt me, let alone kill me."
Faced with such arrogant words, Machima didn't respond, only giving a signal, and the battle erupted instantly.
Pava let out a sharp roar first, charging towards Fang Xian like an agile cheetah, his chainsaw raised high, slashing down with a fierce aura towards Fang Xian's head.
Ninety-Nine Yuki followed closely behind, her figure flashing as her spear streaked across the air, aiming straight for Fang Xian's chest.
Mingming stood at a distance, her fan dancing rapidly, beams of magical energy shooting from it towards Fang Xian.
The other sorcerers also unleashed their spells, creating a dazzling display of light and runes that illuminated the battlefield as if it were daytime.
However, Fang Xian seemed detached from the chaos, his face calm, even his eyes showing a hint of disdain.
He slightly shifted his body, easily dodging Pava's chainsaw attack with fluid, natural movements, as if Pava's attack were as slow as a snail's pace.
Then, he lightly raised his hand, blocking the spear thrust by Ninety-Nine Yuki; the spear could not advance an inch further in his palm.
As for the beams of magical energy shot by Mingming, he simply waved his hand, and they instantly dissipated into the air.
The attacks from the other sorcerers vanished without a trace. Fang Xian moved with effortless ease through the dense barrage, dodging to the side and leaping gracefully, each movement exquisitely elegant, like a magnificent dance performance.
He bore no wounds, his clothes were perfectly intact, as if the attacks were nothing more than insignificant tickles.
Machima's brow furrowed slightly, a fleeting hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composed smile.
She clasped her hands together, softly chanting a mysterious incantation.
Instantly, a powerful force emanated from her, distorting the surrounding space. Countless black tentacles emerged from the void, frantically coiling towards Fang Xian.
Seeing this, Fang Xian's lips curled into a mocking smile.
He took a deep breath, then exhaled sharply, a powerful gust of air erupting from his mouth, instantly tearing the tentacles to shreds.
Furious, Pava's face flushed red, and she charged forward again, chainsaw in hand.
This time, her attack was even more ferocious, the force of the chainsaw whipping up dust that filled the air.
However, Fang Xian remained calm. He raised his foot and gently kicked, sending Pava and her chainsaw flying.
Pava crashed heavily to the ground, letting out a painful groan.
Yuki Tsukumo and Mingming exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with seriousness.
They knew that Fang Xian was far more powerful than they had imagined, and to win
was an almost impossible task.
Fang Xian smiled slyly and began to count on his fingers.
"1, 2, 3, 4."
"The four of you will become my
contract partners."