Published: February 11, 2025
It was a pill that shimmered with flowing colors.
“Here…”
Ye Zhongming's actions did not attract much attention from the Holy Father, who continued to observe the space enveloped in a faint green energy with suspicion.
Suddenly, the Holy Father's gaze locked onto Ye Zhongming again.
“What did you eat?”
A hint of admiration surged in Ye Zhongming's eyes.
This admiration was not directed at the Holy Father, but rather towards all the lives at this level of evolution.
Their realms indeed exceeded the imaginations of ordinary evolvers, reaching an unfathomable state.
This was not only regarding combat power but also encompassed their understanding and grasp of space and rules.
Just like now, the Holy Father had not paid attention to what Ye Zhongming consumed earlier because he simply did not care. Even though he was severely injured, he was still not comparable to Ye Zhongming, this newly advanced eight-star evolver.
The gap between a ninth-level and an eighth-level was not a simple one-level difference but rather a difference in understanding of power.
A severely injured ninth-level expert was still a ninth-level expert.
What he was more concerned about was the impact that this space had already caused him.
The Holy Father realized that within this space, not only was he cut off from the outside world and the flow of energy severed, but it was also siphoning his own energy.
If it was merely being cut off, the Holy Father wouldn't pay too much attention; the energy within this space was already scant, and the isolation would not greatly affect him.
But what he was concerned about was the energy absorption, which was what made him feel troublesome and even anxious.
Energy was life to him.
This phrase held true for the Holy Father.
Losing energy meant losing life.
The Holy Father's change from disregarding Ye Zhongming to taking him seriously was due to Ye Zhongming's transformation.
Earlier, the Holy Father did not take Ye Zhongming seriously not only because his level was low and posed no threat but also because he was similarly affected by this space. The three pillars formed by the vengeful spirits were also siphoning his energy.
However, after Ye Zhongming consumed that pearl, this unidirectional energy absorption ceased, and there was even a situation of being refed.
Where did this replenishing energy come from? Precisely from the Holy Father!
“Evil scoundrel!”
The Holy Father almost squeezed these words out, which also signified the official beginning of his attack on Ye Zhongming.
In this enclosed space, the Holy Father did not dare to continue massively utilizing energy to unleash the terrifying sword light of Wind and Thunder Twin Birth. He drew his sword and began an unending series of slashes towards Ye Zhongming, displaying a rigorous swordplay that was evidently one of his profound skills.
Yet, his body, including his arms, revealed some bones, and his movements carried the same brutality and bloodshed as this battle.
Every spectator held their breath, even the people from the Temple of Dawn who had entered the Royal City showed no reaction.
At this moment, no reaction was needed.
Everyone knew this was the final battle; whichever side emerged victorious would claim victory.
But the people from the Temple of Dawn felt complex emotions. The Holy Father clearly had an overwhelming advantage, yet he was pushed to such a state. They could not tell if this was because the Holy Father had weakened or because his opponent was too strong.
Just like now, how could that man, merely an eighth-level warrior, withstand the Holy Father's attack?
The reason for this situation, aside from Ye Zhongming having strength beyond eight stars, was the special effect of that pearl.
This one-time equipment was the ultimate reward of the heavenly stele—Beautiful Heavenly Pearl.
Earlier, when Ye Zhongming had just obtained this item, he felt a bit disappointed.
At first glance at those glimmers, he thought it was a top-tier equipment, but later he learned that it was a one-time potion reward.