Chunliang had already retreated to the curved bridge, with more than a dozen poisonous snakes slithering at his feet, raising their heads and flicking their tongues, but none attacked him.
Chunliang shook his head as he moved backward, since he had to perform the whole act.
The elderly woman had a sinister smile on her face while the Lama's chanting became increasingly urgent.
Chunliang sighed inwardly; this Huang Youlong did have some skills, having gathered so many experts under his command. Not only did he have someone skilled in controlling poisonous creatures from Miaojiang, but also a Lama who could manipulate minds with sound—if it were someone else here, another jumper would have been added to the list.
Chunliang looked at the Lama, whose eyes were flickering with a strange pale green light. It turned out he not only mastered using sound to control minds but also used his eyes to attract attention, even inducing sleep.
