Overjoyed, he let out an excited roar, spun on his heel, and joined the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors in attacking the giant scorpions behind them.
At that moment, their opponents seemed to have finally spotted the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors. Their pursuit faltered, and they began to retreat, guarding a male in their midst.
The Black Wolf Witch, protected by the Black Wolf Beastmen, halted his retreat and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Yellow witch power flickered in his hand, transforming into a light mist that enveloped the Black Wolf Tribe Beastman Warriors and Yuan Lang's group ahead.
When the male guarded by the Scorpion Beastmen saw the thin, misty witch power, his expression shifted. He pressed his dark red lips together, his ashen face shrouded in gloom.
"Fall back," a hoarse voice rasped, like fingernails scraping against tree bark.
Yuan Lang, who had a good idea of the Pure Human's identity, stopped Teng Qian and the others from giving chase.
