The expectant crowd watched on as Jian Wushuang delivered the third wedding gift.
There was an abrupt buzzing sound as a splendid palace materialized out of thin air in the void of the Drill Ground.
Mighty and majestic aura emanated from the palace, drawing everyone's attention to it.
Jian Wushuang declared, "this is the third wedding gift, the Magic Weapon Pavilion!"
Jian Wushuang's voice reverberted in all directions as everyone present looked at the pavilion with some scepticism.
"Magic Weapon Pavilion?"
"What's the use of such a pavilion?"
"Did anyone notice that the pavilion was taken out from his Interspatial Ring?"
Noise from the chatter echoed through the Drill Ground. Most of the comments reflected the doubts and suspicion of the crowd.
In the upper stand, the top experts furrowed their brows as they glanced at the pavilion.
