Before the cries of shock from the crowd had settled, countless poisonous snakes began to emerge from the grass, crevices, and trees, flicking their sinister, blood-red tongues.
"Not good, it looks like we've entered a snake den!"
Some people, seeing the mountains filled with dense masses of poisonous snakes, let out panicked screams in an instant.
Immediately, this group of over a hundred people became as chaotic as boiling water.
"It's just some long worms; what is there to fear?"
The Great Cursing Master Du Sen hummed dismissively, casting over a dozen Curse Gus in rapid succession to blast at the snakes, as if chanting like a monk.
The One-Armed Divine Monk, the Black Witch King, and others exhibited their Divine Skills as well, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. They summoned their signature Magical Treasures, launching attacks at the snakes.
