The broken sky and the destroyed Great Mi Heaven disappeared.
In its place was a vast palace.
The explosive pain in Jian Wushuang's mind suddenly disappeared and everything became clear.
The only thing that did not change was the huge man with the head of a wild boar standing beside him.
This time, besides the pig-headed giant, there were seven other figures standing beside Jian Wushuang. All of them had ugly and twisted faces, and their bodies were either fat or strong.
There were a total of eight figures, each holding a tray covered with red cloth.
"Ninth Brother, you've made a great contribution in this war. Just wait for your Big Brother's reward!" the boar-headed giant nudged Jian Wushuang and said in a low voice.
Jian Wushuang did not pay attention to him. Instead, he looked at the square tray that had appeared out of thin air in his hand.
