The golden light scattered.
The gods that once grandly occupied the entire sky had vanished completely.
All that remained were those golden ships.
Xue An reached out his hand, and the golden ships suddenly shone with a flash of brilliance before rapidly shrinking and being absorbed into the palm of Xue An's hand.
People stood agape at this scene, at a loss for words to express their emotions.
Just moments ago, many had resigned themselves to despair, believing the end times had arrived and humanity would become slaves under the iron hooves of these divine demons.
But in the blink of an eye, these formidable divine demons were annihilated by Xue An alone.
This unexpected turnaround left many people's minds blank.
At this moment, Xue An gently landed on the ground while holding An Yan.
Fan Mengxue and the Fire Phoenix, along with many other powerhouses, also descended after him.
The two little girls and Tang Xuan'er had already come out from the Magic Treasures Pavilion.
