"If the ancient gods are annihilated, there's no possibility for the race of masters of creation to make a comeback."
Qin Mu looked into the distance and said, "Now, there's still a chance to turn things around. When the ancient gods are extinct, there will be no chance of resisting the celestial heavens anymore."
Divine King Lang Wo stood on the carriage as her consciousness rippled. Instantly, the millions of gods and devils from the White Tiger Celestial Palace that were charging towards the celestial fort fell from the sky like rain.
The Heavenly Dragon Treasure Carriage barged straight through. Wherever it passed, the gods and devils of the West Pole dropped one after another. However, they weren't hurt, it was just that their formations were disrupted.
