Chương 1089: Snatching Food From God's Mouth

"Ancestor of the Nether Race, You Dingmu!"

A cold glint flashed in the heir's eyes as he revealed the identity of the six-eyed face!

It wasn't just the heir who recognized this face. His siblings also recognized it the moment they saw it.

The captain narrowed his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up. Clearly, he also knew the identity of the totem face on the gate. After all, in his previous life… he had been here.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed as he recalled what the heir had told him when they saw the Nether Race on the way to the northern ice plains.

The ancestor of the Nether Race was once a subordinate of the ruler. When Crimson Goddess arrived, he chose to betray the ruler. After that, he was killed by the ruler's finger on the northern icy plains, shattering his great world.

The fragment of the great world he had obtained was a part of the great world of the totem face.