The poison fog seemed to be guided by some unknown force, lingering at the entrance of the cave, refusing to scatter even when the wind blew.
Yang Kun looked at the scene before him, and it was exactly as he had anticipated.
He gave a disdainful snort, then pulled out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, and with just a few shakes in the air, the poison fog in the cave gradually dissipated.
"All right, we can go in now." Yang Kun turned around and said to Chu Ge and the others.
Jian Chunqiu approached with curiosity and asked, "What did you just sprinkle?"
Yang Kun shook the little bottle in his hand, smiled, and said, "Oh, this is a formula I personally crafted in secret. Since it's a secret, I can't tell you."
Jian Chunqiu's lips twitched, fine, don't tell then.
Chu Ge cleared his throat and said to Yang Kun, "Thank you, Yang Kun."
