Mysterious Assistance, Temporary Retreat of the Witch Tribe

The Great Witch of the Witch Tribe had a grim expression. He stared at the mysterious light in the sky, his heart filled with unwillingness. Hu Shu, on the other hand, watched their surroundings vigilantly. He knew well that although this mysterious power had temporarily eased the crisis, the Witch Tribe would never give up. The Human Race, after a brief moment of surprise, also fell into silence, everyone pondering where this mysterious power came from. And what should they do next to deal with the Witch Tribe's renewed attack?

Just as the Human Race's resistance was becoming increasingly difficult, a mysterious, gentle light suddenly descended from the sky. It was like the warm sun of spring, yet it carried an indescribable sense of sacredness, enveloping the Invincible Domain. Within the light, faint runes seemed to flicker, vanishing in an instant, but instantly strengthening the power of the Invincible Domain. The domain's boundary, which had been on the verge of collapse, now stabilized, emitting a faint golden halo.

Hu Shu keenly sensed the change in the domain's power and rejoiced in his heart, knowing this was an excellent opportunity to counterattack. Despite being severely injured and having his Spiritual Power greatly depleted, he gritted his teeth, forced himself to stay alert, and swung his shining sword with a mighty shout, "Brothers of the Human Race, this is an opportunity bestowed upon us by heaven! Counterattack with me!" His voice, amplified by the light, carried far, imbued with an inspiring power.

The Human Race had already been simmering with frustration under the Witch Tribe's oppression. Now, emboldened by the mysterious power, their morale soared. They gripped their crude weapons tightly and followed Hu Shu's lead, charging towards the Witch Tribe's army. Shouts of battle immediately echoed across Shouyang Mountain, filled with anger and defiance.

Seeing this, the Great Witch of the Witch Tribe's expression grew even uglier. He never expected such a turn of events at such a critical moment. But as a powerful figure of the Witch Tribe, how could he retreat so easily? He began chanting, his hands forming seals rapidly, attempting to unleash powerful Witchcraft to counter the Human Race's attack. In an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and black lightning crackled through the clouds, accompanied by rolling thunder, as if tearing the world apart.

Hu Shu felt the immense power of the Great Witch's Witchcraft but showed no fear. While directing the Human Race to use Shouyang Mountain's terrain for cover against the lightning strikes, he circulated the remaining Spiritual Power within his body, preparing for the fierce battle ahead. At this moment, the mysterious light seemed to sense the Great Witch's resistance. Its radiance intensified, forming a transparent shield above the Human Race, deflecting the black lightning. Each lightning strike hitting the shield created ripples, emitting a "sizzling" sound, and a pungent smell of burning filled the air.

Using the shield formed by the mysterious power, Hu Shu seized the gap in the Great Witch's spellcasting and charged towards him like lightning. His sword flashed with sharp brilliance, carrying an unstoppable momentum, aiming straight for the Great Witch's throat. Seeing this, the Great Witch had no choice but to interrupt his Witchcraft and hastily raised his arm to block. With a deafening clang, like a giant bell, Hu Shu's sword collided with the Great Witch's arm, sending sparks flying. The Great Witch's arm trembled slightly, and he was inwardly astonished, never expecting Hu Shu to possess such formidable attack power while severely wounded.

Meanwhile, under the enhancement of the mysterious power, the Human Race also engaged in fierce combat with the Witch Tribe's army. Shouts of battle and screams of pain intertwined, and blood stained the ground of Shouyang Mountain. Although the Witch Tribe's army was numerous and powerful, they gradually began to falter under the influence of the mysterious power. The Human Race, as if injected with infinite strength, fought like ten men, bravely killing the enemy.

After a fierce battle, the Witch Tribe's army could no longer hold on and began to retreat slowly. Their steps were hurried, and their eyes revealed a hint of fear. Seeing that the tide had turned, the Great Witch of the Witch Tribe was filled with unwillingness but could only reluctantly lead the Witch Tribe's army away. Watching the retreating figures of the Witch Tribe's army, the Human Race erupted in cheers. These cheers contained both the joy of surviving a disaster and gratitude for the mysterious power.

However, Hu Shu did not revel in the joy of victory. He frowned, gazing at the mysterious light gradually dissipating in the sky, lost in thought. Where did this mysterious power come from? Why did it appear at the Human Race's most critical moment? Was it related to the mysterious aid the Human Race had received before? These questions swirled in his mind.

The Human Race also gathered around him, their eyes filled with confusion and anticipation. "Clan Leader, what exactly is going on? Where did this power come from?" a young Human Race warrior couldn't help but ask. Hu Shu shook his head and slowly replied, "I'm not sure either, but since this power has helped us, it likely doesn't mean us any harm. Our top priority is to quickly understand the source of this power so we can prepare for the Witch Tribe's next attack." Everyone nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Shouyang Mountain was filled with the heavy smell of blood. The wounded Human Race warriors helped each other up, clearing the battlefield. The bodies of dead Witch Tribe soldiers lay scattered everywhere, creating a scene of devastation. Hu Shu looked at the tragic scene, his heart filled with worry. Although the Witch Tribe had temporarily retreated, given their nature, they would inevitably return. How would the Human Race deal with them next? With their current strength, it would be difficult to withstand the Witch Tribe's fiercer attacks.

Hu Shu knew deeply that for the Human Race to truly establish a foothold in the Primordial World, they must find a way to improve their strength. And this mysterious power might be a crucial opportunity. He secretly resolved to uncover the origin of this mysterious power and find a path for the future of the Human Race.

Above Shouyang Mountain, although the mysterious light had dissipated, its mysterious aura still lingered. Under the shroud of this aura, the Human Race felt both apprehension for the future and a glimmer of hope. They knew that the road ahead was still fraught with peril, but as long as Hu Shu was there and everyone united, they would surely overcome all difficulties.