The Belated Pursuit That Never Arrived Too Late

This small aircraft was roughly the size of a basketball court. Strictly speaking, it could not be considered small by volume; it only seemed miniature compared to the other starships and warships.

The aircraft had optical camouflage activated. Although it could not block the detection of experts, it could at least obstruct ordinary gazes.

The little fox sat by the window, staring blankly at the scenery rushing past below. A small pink cup sat on the folding table in front of her, filled to the brim with hot water.

She had only been in this world for a few days. Even someone who knew nothing about Journey to the West would have been shaken after listening to An Yang and the others talk about it. She had never seen An Yang flee so hurriedly before. Even when facing Taoist Yu Qing, he had not been this flustered.

But this world was a world of gods and Buddhas.

The legends she had heard in the Divine Continent world, the deities whose existence had been proven false—all of them truly existed in this world.

Suddenly, her vision blurred!

The little fox hurriedly rubbed her eyes. After a moment of daze, she pressed her face against the glass and carefully looked behind and below them.

It seemed someone really had just flown past...

There were many people on the ground as well, moving incredibly fast. The aircraft itself was also moving incredibly fast, and it was flying far too high. Those ant-like people vanished in a flash. If she had been an ordinary mortal, she definitely would not have been able to make out the demons rushing from the ground in the opposite direction.

Or perhaps those demons were actually heading toward the place they had come from.

An Yang had undoubtedly seen