Chương 1184: Flee!

On this bleak island, there was a serene valley covered with sprawling weeds and wilted branches.

The trial testers of the Sorcerer tribe sat cross-legged in the valley.

Wu Tianyu looked gloomy. He had never thought that there would emerge such a strong aborigine in the Firmament World in the middle of nowhere.

They were caught unprepared and thus suffered numerous casualties. More than 300 of his tribe members had been killed.

If they went back to the tribe like this, the higher-ups would be furious.

"Bro Tianyu, shall we wait until the trial test is over? What about sister Wu Xian?" A nice-looking young man asked.

"Right! Bro Tianyu, we shall kill those aborigines."

"These aborigines must be eliminated to avenge our tribe."

"We must rescue Sister Wu Xian. Otherwise, the High Priest will kill us all."

The other Sorcerer tribe geniuses made their grievances heard one by one, all looking glum.