Li Changhe felt as if he were in a warm ocean, and the impatience accumulated from half a year of continuous battle during his task was thoroughly washed away. He even saw the girl he had long missed.
However, as his consciousness gradually returned, that comfortable feeling slowly faded away.
Following that came an endless fatigue and a hint of pain in his mind.
So, Li Changhe slowly opened his eyes.
He found himself in a room with several cracks and bullet holes in the walls, lying on a sickbed against the wall.
Had he already been rescued?
"Wow, you woke up just after I took a short rest?" The Supreme King, lying on the sickbed next door, said vaguely while munching on an apple, "This is the condition you should be in after being ganged up on by a dozen True Gods. Seriously, you did well to withstand the attack of so many True Gods, but in the end, you were taken down by a girl. Honestly, if you had died there, that probably would've been the biggest joke in the void."