The human race had gained another six supreme powerhouses!
Although the six were only at the early stage of the supreme powerhouse realm, for the current human race, even gaining a single supreme powerhouse was an immensely significant boost.
Not to mention that six new supreme powerhouses had been born all at once.
At the very least, when facing the Gods, aside from the God of Light, they now vaguely held the upper hand.
"They're supreme powerhouses of our human race!"
"The supreme powerhouses have finally deigned to appear! Our human race is saved!"
Across one human world after another, countless powerhouses wept with joy. Meanwhile, certain ill-intentioned people wore unsightly expressions.
With the human race's supreme powerhouses appearing, the hearts of the human race were, at the very least, reassured.
After all, in these people's eyes, supreme powerhouses were the pillars holding up the human race.
Perhaps they did not understand the gaps between the realms of supreme powerhouses. All they knew was that the human race had more supreme powerhouses than the Gods!
That alone was enough!
People's hearts gradually settled.
At the very least, when facing the God of Light's suffocating aura, the humans no longer panicked.
Hope began to take root in their hearts, nourishing itself bit by bit.
It was as though the dozen or so people before their eyes had become the hope in their hearts.
Against such a formidable God of Light, only these supreme powerhouses could stand against him.
Above the starry sky, the God of Light gazed indifferently at everything before him, his eyes cold as though he had seen through it all.
"Is this what you've built up over five years?"
"Too weak!"
The God of Light's voice rang out like a great bell, exploding through the heavens in an