Upon hearing Yang Jing's words, Chen Yang calmly said, "No one can escape from my hands."
Chen Yang glanced around at the environment, contemplated for a moment, and then had a thought: "Follow me." With that, he turned and walked out.
Yang Jing and Lan Yue exchanged a look, both a little puzzled, but since Chen Yang didn't explain further, they didn't ask more and quietly followed him.
The three quickly arrived at the main passage of the cave. At this moment, the green smoke hadn't dispersed yet, still lingering between the passages, with its acrid smell even corroding the stone walls, evidently very toxic.
Chen Yang gently extended his hand forward, with his palm suddenly emitting a suction force. The green smoke immediately churned, surging continuously like waves, and then streams and wisps all rushed towards Chen Yang's palm.
