Approaching Chen Hao, the first thing that caught the eyes of Ye Yuqiao and Tang Jing was the six different colors of poisonous gas, and within the gas, the serpent kings, like colossal beasts, appeared and disappeared, approaching with large strides, their forms continually expanding.
"So many snakes!" Tang Jing exclaimed as she looked around. Behind those clumps of poisonous gas of different colors, she saw a massive swarm of snakes piled up like a mountain, dense and numerous. They followed the footsteps of the snake king, all making a strange hissing sound with their tongues.
"Tang Jing, I'll first take this bastard to a safe place, then come back!" Ye Yuqiao said urgently.
Tang Jing gave a hum, her eyebrows revealing an involuntary touch of panic.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Yuqiao, carrying Chen Hao who had entered a state of selfless cultivation, disappeared and arrived at the bottom of a deep mountain waterfall on the east side of the Yang Wood Forest.