The broken sky and the destroyed sky have disappeared.
In its place is a vast palace.
The exploding pain in Jian Wushuang's mind suddenly disappeared, and everything became clear.
But the only thing that didn't change was the giant man with the head of a wild boar still standing next to him.
This time, in addition to the pig-headed giant man, Jian Wushuang also had seven figures standing beside him, all of them were giant men with ugly and distorted faces and either bloated or strong bodies.
There were eight figures in total, all holding a tray covered with red cloth in their hands.
"Ninth brother, you have made great contributions in this battle to attack the sky, just wait for the reward from big brother!" The giant man with the boar head touched Jian Wushuang and whispered.
Jian Wushuang ignored him, but looked at an extra tray that had appeared out of nowhere in his hand.
The tray was covered with red cloth, and there was a fist-sized bump in the middle that was beating slightly.
He reached out to open it subconsciously, but was interrupted by a deep voice.
"Come in, everyone."
As these words fell, it was as if there was an irresistible force pushing Jian Wushuang forward.
He frowned, but was surprised to find that he couldn't resist and could only let the force push him forward.
Stepping into the huge palace, the scene in front of him made Jian Wushuang frown!
This is an evil temple.
The center of the entire vast hall is concave, and there are countless divine corpses stacked inside. There are no less than one hundred thousand broken but smooth divine corpses.
And on top of these divine corpses, sits a giant mountain-like figure. It has no face, and can hardly even be described as a living thing. It is like an outline formed by various living beings squeezed together, which is extremely breathtaking.
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"I've seen you, brother." The other seven figures shouted in unison, and at the same time stretched out the trays in their hands.
The mountain-like figure did not respond and remained silent, as if waiting for something.
The giant man closest to Jian Wushuang looked around, then reached out and lifted the red cloth on the tray in his hand, "Brother, please enjoy, the taste of this Yanxian is different from what we have eaten."
The red cloth was lifted, and a head with closed eyes was revealed.
Jian Wushuang was horrified when he saw that head. It was the head of Di Qing who had disappeared!
He looked at the tray in his hand again, stretched out his hand and slowly opened the red cloth covering it.
A bright heart is beating weakly, which is the source of Di Qing's immortality.
"No, how could he die inexplicably like this? This must be an illusion." Jian Wushuang thought to himself.
At this time, the body of the mountain sitting on countless corpses of gods moved. With a wave of his hand, he directly took Di Qing's head, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing it.
The space seemed to have stopped. The mountain body stopped moving. After a moment, it raised its arms and rolled up Di Qing's bodies in the remaining trays one by one.
But when it was Jian Wushuang's turn, he suddenly grasped Di Qing's origin in his palm, preventing it from being swept away.
"Ninth brother, what are you doing?! This is dedicated to the boss!" the giant man said urgently, reaching out to grab the fairy source in his hand.
Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, stepped back a few feet, and said coldly, "How long can I keep pretending? It's time for this illusion to be broken, right? Do you want me to destroy it?"
The giant men were all stunned.
"Ninth brother, what are you talking about? What illusion? I am your third brother!" The giant man with the head of a wild boar looked anxious and surprised.
At this moment, the space suddenly shook, and the palace's dome shattered.
Billions of rays of light shone from the broken gap, and at the same time, a giant claw with golden scales appeared, covering Jian Wushuang's head.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang let out a sigh of relief, and followed the giant golden-scaled claws soaring up.
But at this moment, the huge mountain body moved, and he suddenly waved his arm and smashed it, and the power beyond the Yanxian burst out!
He was shocked. If this blow hit the target, he would definitely be severely injured.
The scene he imagined did not appear. The giant golden-scaled claws completely enveloped Jian Wushuang and blocked the blow.
The entire palace was instantly shattered, and all the pictures began to collapse.
"Ninth brother!"
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When Jian Wushuang opened his eyes again, a familiar scene appeared.
Hell has completely fallen, and the void is shrouded in a veil of blood, but he is still standing there, having just made an escape gesture.
Di Qing stood side by side with him, looking at him with raised eyebrows.
Jian Wushuang swallowed subconsciously, "I seemed to have had a dream just now?"
After hearing the words, Di Qing explained slowly, "Strictly speaking, it was not a dream, it couldn't even be called an illusion."
"Well, what was that place just now?" He was a little confused.
Di Qing slowly raised the corners of her mouth, "What if I told you that this is a situation that may occur in the future?"
Jian Wushuang was startled and said in astonishment, "Does that mean what he just experienced was not false, but real and could happen?"
"You can say that, but it's not correct. There are some complications in it that even I can't fully explore."
Di Qing said, "But one thing I can be sure of is that everything I experienced just now was based on an illusion. It was a world that was created that should not have appeared, and is about to move towards reality."
Jian Wushuang frowned. What Di Qing said was very complicated and contained a large amount of information. It was equivalent to explaining the psychedelic scene just now from the source.
But he did not believe that the scene just now would happen in the future.
"Actually, we were deceived from the beginning." Di Qing said quietly, "The blood energy has a psychedelic effect, and ordinary immortals may not be able to escape it."
"But he obviously underestimated us and left a gap so carelessly."
He said, waved his hand, and directly cleared away all the blood and energy from his body.
The hundred-headed baby emerged quietly and kept retreating.
Following his appearance, there was another ripple in the void, and Young Master Jiu, dressed in a smart long gown, slowly walked out.
"It's really amazing. It seems that those who can come to my Damitian as a guest are all top-notch masters."
"I wonder if Mr. Jiu did something wrong that caused dissatisfaction between the two of you, so he came to Damitian as a guest?"
Jian Wushuang didn't want to confront him, so he lowered his voice and said, "We are just passing by here and have no intention of making enemies. We will leave in a moment."
Hearing this, Young Master Jiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Oh, are you just passing by? Presumably the pill pills in the hands of Wei Liujia, the master of Immortal Mountain, have nothing to do with you two, and the destruction of Heavenly Prison has nothing to do with you two, right?"
Jian Wushuang didn't speak anymore, his sword intention had already been condensed in his palm, and he just waited for the young master to challenge him, and then he immediately took action.