Saint Father and the current protector clashed in the sky.


    No one could see their actions clearly. Even those level eight ones couldn’t.


    They were too quick, so you could only see their shadows. As they were close to each other, these shadows affected their vision.


    People below could only hear the sound of flesh hitting each other.


    This included the Death King Tree that had backed down, and people like Ling Kun and Hongxiang. They looked into the sky and had a new understanding of Ye Zhongming and Cloud Peak’s strength.


    They knew Cloud Peak had prepared well to deal with the level nine Saint Father. Ye Zhongming even chose to evolve now so that he had more strength to deal with the Saint Father. But he wasn’t lucky, and the Saint Father came so early.


    But without Ye Zhongming and Xia Bai, they managed to knock the Saint Father aside time after time.


    Right, the Saint Father was injured, but an injured level nine was still level nine. The moment he charged onto the walls to kill, although short, it left a huge impression on everyone.


    He was invincible.


    Neither Professor He, Death King Tree, nor the modified War Fortress could kill him. Professor He was killed, Death King Tree lost her combat strength, and the Saint Father was not in a good state and was covered in injuries.


    All these couldn’t badly hurt him and could, at most, slow him down.


    The appearance of the Afterlife Pearl gave everyone hope.


    Maybe the Saint Father would fail here.


    The current protector wasn’t a real level nine, but Saint Father wasn’t at his peak. The gap wasn’t that big.


    Both of them used this primitive but fatal method to decide the outcome.


    Some blood was scattered at first, which caused the alliance army to cheer. They knew that the current protector had no more blood.


    How many of them could retreat even with Earth as a way out? Saint Father was still alive, and he wouldn’t let them do as they wished.


    Ling Kun wished that Ye Zhongming would appear. He was probably the only person who could create miracles.


    The battle changed. The Saint Father smiled and then exclaimed. He then said, “I will honor you.”


    Everyone watched as the two of them hugged together. More accurately, the current protector hugged the Saint Father. The price he paid was a broken leg that was sliced from the knee. That leg fell into the city.


    His hands couldn’t hug his waist and could only drag one arm. He was slightly lucky, and the arm he hugged was the right.


    Many people didn’t know what the protector was doing. Even if he wasn’t the Saint Father’s match, he could try to hold on and reduce the Saint Father’s stamina and give him more wounds.


    Why did he use such a method? When fighting experts, wasn’t this the same as asking for death?


    The Saint Father’s hand was mercilessly smashing into the protector’s body, causing it to cave in. Without any defense, the protector’s dried body couldn’t block the Saint Father’s attacks.


    The protector tried to dodge to avoid his crucial areas and joints being hit. He dragged Saint Father in a direction.


    Many troops in the city started to move, including the warriors on the walls. They gave up on their defence zones and headed into the city.


    The Saint Light Hall warriors that charged into the city were frustrated. Even when the walls collapsed for the first time a few days ago, these Posthumous People warriors didn’t run. What was going on?


    When they were frustrated, the Saintess gave the order to prevent the team from heading into the city, and she even wanted them to retreat.


    Many people didn’t understand those orders. This conflicted with the Saint Father’s orders to go all out and attack.


    The commanders who were loyal to the Saint Father led the team forward. The Saintess didn’t stop them and just told those who listened to her to retreat out of the battlefield.


    The entire battle started to change the moment the protector hugged the Saint Father.