After several spatial Wormhole jumps, the spacecraft finally arrived above Xiling Star.
Since Ma Yu had received the news in advance, nearly all of Xiling Star's upper echelon had gathered outside the main hall.
On the enormous docking plaza, Gods waited quietly.
Among them were Gods from the Luo Family, as well as those who had been forced to leave because of the Rao Family's frenzied taxation.
Now that Xiling Star had regained its vitality, these people had gradually returned as well.
Standing at the very front was Ma Yu.
Boom—
Amid a deep rumble, the spacecraft slowly descended.
The hatch opened, and Yang Fan stepped out under the escort of Tang Yue and Ye Wen, two Third-Order Gods.
The instant he appeared, the entire plaza fell into brief silence.
Everyone's eyes landed on Yang Fan.
The next moment.
Countless divine senses swept over him at once.
Then, everyone's pupils abruptly contracted.
"A... a God?"
"Wasn't the master only a third-year university student?"
"How is that possible?! Could our senses be wrong?"
"Could this young man not be...?"
Quite a few Gods who had recently joined Xiling Star were stunned.
They instinctively looked toward Ma Yu, seemingly hoping to get an answer from him.
The Luo Family Gods were even more shaken. They had followed him all the way from Yang County and understood Yang Fan's growth timeline better than anyone.
A God in his twenties!
What kind of thigh had the Luo Family... latched onto?!
Just as the crowd began to stir.
Ma Yu suddenly stepped forward. "Everyone, silence!"
The pressure of a Fifth-Order God spread out, and the plaza immediately fell quiet again.
Ma Yu then hurried over to Yang Fan and respectfully bowed.
"Greetings, ol—"
Halfway through his words, Ma Yu paused slightly before changing them without