Although time was pressing, it was still unwise to act rashly.
Otherwise, not only would Wang Xiaolong be unable to rescue Li Qiao'er and Wang Hao in time, but he might also hasten their deaths!
Wang Xiaolong held his breath, gently raised his hand, and slowly sprinkled the crushed sulfur powder onto the shoulders, necks, and arms of Li Qiao'er and Wang Hao.
As the distinctive smell of sulfur spread throughout the cave, the snakes quickly reacted.
They seemed to be under some suppression, rapidly coiling their bodies. The previously scattered White Snakes bundled together, curling towards the depths of the cave.
At that moment, Wang Xiaolong's hand suddenly grabbed the shoulders of Wang Hao and Li Qiao'er, and with a fierce exertion of his arms, he immediately pulled them out of the cave.
Thud!
The huge inertia made Wang Xiaolong's body lie straight on the ground.
The unconscious Li Qiao'er lay on top of him, while Wang Hao fell beside them.
