Ye Zhongming was surprised, not because the Saintess wanted to head there with him or because he had things he didn’t want her to see. It was because of safety.


    There was a level nine lifeform chasing now with its endless subordinates. Not to mention Ye Zhongming, Xia Bai’s Battle Squad, Yangos, and the rat army; if there were ten more of them, they were still a bunch of trash.


    That level nine could probably destroy all of them with a lift of a hand.


    There was no good reason for her to head to Saint Hall with him in such a situation.


    Ye Zhongming naturally wouldn’t think that the Saintess had fallen for him and wanted to face death with him. She must have her own goal, which interested him.


    “You want to go to the Gate of Blessing, right?” Saintess looked at the abandoned small town and looked into the distance.


    He nodded and didn’t deny it.


    “When I was young, the others from Saint Hall and myself were injected with a thought. Everything we have came from the gods, and the proof that the gods existed was the Gate of Blessing.”


    Ye Zhongming was shocked and didn’t expect her to say that. But he didn’t say anything.


    Her style changed when she decided to become Saint Light Hall’s queen. Although she wore a white robe, it had other colors, like gold threads.


    When there wasn’t a ceremony, she would keep her staff. What replaced it was a translucent magical ball that had a mist inside.


    “Many years ago, I saw it at work. It will make unbelievable things happen. That made me believe in it, but a while ago, everything changed.”


    Her beautiful eyes had a different glow to them.


    “It became a decoration. Only Saint Father or myself would cast the saint light during the ceremony. Although it looked beautiful, many people realised that it was not normal. It should be a time when the Gate of Blessing showed its might, but... It became a normal kneel and worship moment.”


    Saintess pointed with her hands like she was going to explain something.


    “That isn’t my faith and what the Saint Light Hall people believe in.”


    When they saw the Saintess, they didn’t cheer and kneel like before. They looked at her with complicated expressions.


    Saint Father and Saintess were the two they respected the most, but that happened. They didn’t know how to face it.


    The saintess took out the Staff and fired a saint light toward those people. The people in the light felt the warmth of the light, but it couldn’t make them feel less lost. Many knelt and cried.


    When Ye Zhongming, the Saintess, and the others stepped into the majestic Saint Light Hall, those people stood there stunned.


    Everything inside was as old, but it made people feel cold.


    “Ye, that thing makes me feel uncomfortable.”


    Xia Bai, who never spoke, suddenly said to Ye Zhongming. She was looking at the Gate of Blessing.


    Ye Zhongming received the notification from the gate.


    The Gate of Blessing seemed to have recognized him. Before he got close, it shone on him.


    “Wishing time, sacrifice being judged...”


    “Sacrifice: Fallen Angel, best grade, will you sacrifice?”


    What was going on?


    Those words terrified Ye Zhongming!


    Who was Fallen Angel? Ye Zhongming was originally stunned, but hearing what Xia Bai said, he realized she was the Fallen Angel. Wasn’t her wings Fallen Wings?


    Was it making him sacrifice her? Best grade? This was the highest sacrifice level?