Put aside all thoughts.

No matter what these guys are plotting.

As long as Han Xing maintains his own rhythm.

Time and again, demonstrating power beyond their imagination.

By then, no matter what those ancient beings are scheming.

Han Xing won’t be without the ability to protect himself on the day the situation explodes.

At this moment.

Han Xing’s communication jade suddenly started vibrating.

Han Xing glanced at the message.

It was sent by Wu Ling’Er.

As soon as he clicked it, he heard Wu Ling’Er’s surprised voice.

"Brother Xing! It’s a success!"

"The curses on the bodies of our clansmen have been lifted, and their bodies are rapidly recovering."

"Brother Xing, you’re amazing, truly incredible!"

"I can hardly believe how you managed to do it."

Listening to Wu Ling’Er’s excited cheers.

A hint of a smile appeared on Han Xing’s lips.

He certainly understood why Wu Ling’Er was so excited.

After all, this time they were dealing with a divine spirit.

Even in the most glorious period of the Witch Race’s ten-thousand-year history, they wouldn’t dare claim to contend with such a being.

But Han Xing actually did it.

Not only repelled the God of Tricks but also lifted the curse from the Witch Race People.

It’s simply unimaginable!

At this moment, Han Xing suddenly realized.

That alluring woman truly fulfilled her promises to him.

And very quickly.

Han Xing smiled and replied, "It’s good as long as they are recovering."

At this moment.

On the Witch Race Continent.

Countless Witch Race People looked at each other excitedly.

Their minds gradually cleared, and the decayed flesh on their bodies began to quickly recover.

At this moment, all the Witch Race People walked out of the shelter simultaneously.

They knelt on the street, looking up at the sky.

"Great Saint Master Han Xing! We are forever grateful to you!"

"Saint Master, you are the light of hope for our Witch Race, we are willing to be eternally loyal to you!"

"Praise the great Saint Master Han Xing!"

They knew it was Saint Master Han Xing who saved them once again.

Each person was in tears.

Including the infected high-level officers.

Also awakened from their chaotic state at this moment.

Then, the image of that man appeared in their minds simultaneously.

A fervent expression appeared in their eyes.

Meanwhile.

Han Xing heard a series of system prompts in his ear.

[Your actions have impressed the Witch Race’s seventh commander: Kalina, and her affinity has improved (current affinity 71: Close Friend)]

[Your actions have impressed the Witch Race’s third commander: Kathy, and her affinity has improved (current affinity 83, Trust)]

[Due to your actions...]

On Han Xing’s affinity interface, hundreds of new characters appeared simultaneously.

A hint of a smile appeared on his lips.

"Ling’Er, it’s fine as long as everything is okay."

Han Xing responded back using the communication jade.

"Go and notify the soldiers, once the clansmen in the underground shelters have fully recovered, they can let them out."

"Okay okay!" Wu Ling’Er quickly agreed.

A moment later.

Wu Ling’Er suddenly asked tentatively, "Brother Xing, when can you come back?"

Han Xing thought for a moment.

Then said, "Maybe in a while, I have some things to do outside."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ling’Er’s mood suddenly dropped a bit.

"Alright then..."

She felt a slight sense of loss.

This time with Han Xing gone, Wu Ling’Er had been on edge.

Even in her heart, she had prepared herself for the worst outcome.

But fortunately, he succeeded again.

Just like before, victorious in every battle.

Wu Ling’Er deeply longed to be embraced by Han Xing at this moment.

However.

Han Xing indeed had matters to attend to now.

Next.

He not only needed to find the remaining six divine formats but also open the Divine Treasure Vault of the God of Tricks.

Along the way, see if there are clues about the Holy Artifact Set.

If possible, he also needed to visit the territories of the three great races.

Especially the Dwarf Race.

This time, he exposed too much.

Now, the Holy Spirit Realm’s Divine Spirit Level experts all know he has means to deal with divine spirits.

Until he gains more cards, or before he breaks through to demigod,

Han Xing holds the strongest vigilance against these divine spirits.

Therefore, he must seize the time to enhance himself.

Or enhance the power of his team members.

Anyway, he left dozens of [Spiritual Godslaying Cannons] at the Witch Race side.

At least the defense side is not a problem.

After comforting Wu Ling’Er a few words, Han Xing ended the communication.

At this moment.

Cheng Jianyong walked over excitedly and said.

"Brother Xing, what’s our next step?"

"Is it directly to find the remaining six divine formats?"

Han Xing shook his head.

"These six divine formats are scattered too far, and they are extremely distant from us."

"If we go over, just the travel time would take nearly half a year."

"Besides, several places are extremely dangerous."

Pausing, Han Xing said: "Now, let’s go and see that Beastman King first."

"This time, we helped them a lot."

"These guys have to show some appreciation, right?"

Han Xing is certainly not a selfless person.

As long as he puts in effort, he expects a corresponding return.

This time, they repelled the Shadow God.

Equivalent to saving the Beastman Kingdom, trillions of beastmen.

Among them, there are at least a hundred legends, and a demigod level Beastman King.

Others hearing this, also showed a smile of course on their faces.

As the saying goes, people with different views cannot be forced together.

They all shared the same thoughts with Han Xing.