Just when the white-haired old man dressed in a green robe, Yao Xianming and Ji Qing were discussing Lu Yu, inside the veil of green light within the Primal Chaos Secret Realm, that mirage of the old man who had his eyes closed tightly all this while, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He looked at the teleportation formation in front of him with a joyful expression.
"Hahaha! The heavens are protecting our Human Race! The heavens are indeed protecting our Human Race!"
As the mirage of the old man broke out into rapturous joy, he dashed swiftly into that teleportation formation.
When the old man's mirage had passed through the teleportation formation, he saw Lu Yu sitting atop a heap of broken machine parts from the giant mechanical beasts.
At this moment, Lu Yu's whole body was covered with injuries. Even his clothes were torn and unkempt.
