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Wang Ye returned to the Primordial Cosmic.
It was full of youthful spirit, thriving and flourishing.
It was as though the previous combat had never happened.
Only Wang Ye knew that his fate and that of the Primordial Cosmic were now intertwined.
If anything happened to him, the Primordial Cosmic would instantly lose its protection and be unable to survive in the current treacherous environment of the Great Bliss Divine Domain.
Just like those independent high-dimensional races.
If the strength wasn't enough, they would be wiped out one by one by the Golden-Winged Divine Race.
The best outcome would be to submit and become a pawn of either the Golden-Winged Divine Race or the chaos races.
"I need to enhance my strength," Wang Ye realized that his current strength was still far from enough to protect the Primordial Human Race.
His power was also insufficient to protect the Primordial Cosmic.
