Strike the Primordial Universe First

Many people had gathered on the white jade square before the Angel Divine Hall. All of them were young cultivators.

These young cultivators varied greatly in appearance and came from many races.

Most were from the Angel Race, Elf Race, Dwarf Race, and Giant Race.

They had gathered here to prepare for a journey to the lower realm to gain experience.

Whoosh!

Just then, light flashed from the passage to the Primordial Universe, and two figures appeared in the square.

They were Tian Yu and the bow-wielding woman, who had just escaped back through the passage.

"What happened?"

Their sudden appearance drew everyone's attention. When they saw that Tian Yu could barely stand, they crowded around him.

A female angel asked, "Tian Yu, what happened to you?"

Tian Yu looked dazed, his eyes unfocused. He had yet to recover from the aftereffects of being struck with a wooden club and could not speak at all.

The bow-wielding woman said, "Someone wounded him in the Primordial Universe. If I hadn't happened upon him, Brother Yu might have died there!"

She had only just arrived with the Elf Race. When she heard Tian Yu had gone to the Primordial Universe, curiosity led her there too. She had arrived just in time to see him surrounded and attacked.

Fortunately, she had appeared when she did. Otherwise, Tian Yu would certainly have died.

The crowd looked shocked at her words.

Tian Yu was extraordinarily talented. Could a lower-realm cultivator really have defeated him? Nearly killed him, even?

The bow-wielding woman said, "There wasn't just one Great Emperor. There were seven! Brother Yu lost because he couldn't defeat them all."

At that, everyone nodded. No wonder. If he had faced seven Great Emperors from the lower realm, Tian Yu's defeat was understandable.

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