Lin Chen and the others sprinted toward the source of the sound.
Soon, they spotted Wang Zixuan, who was stuck dangling from a tall tree, completely immobilized.
Not far from her, a venomous snake with a triangular head and colorful patterns was flicking its tongue, locked in a standoff with her.
At this moment, the snake had clearly lost its patience and suddenly lunged at Wang Zixuan.
"Ah!"
Wang Zixuan let out a scream and instinctively shut her eyes.
In that instant, a cold glint flashed—sharp as an arrow—and a dagger struck precisely at the snake's vulnerable spot.
The next moment, a figure dashed up the tree branches as swiftly as a monkey.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several more cold glimmers streaked through the air, and Wang Zixuan's body began to fall.
Lin Chen darted to the base of the tree and caught the falling Wang Zixuan in his arms.
Her face was as pale as a sheet, clearly horrified beyond words.
