Lan Wangji is still in an offensive stance. He heard no more skittering sounds, so he must have done killing them all, giving them a few moments of a breather.

He handed him the lantern. "Okay. Hold it." Lan Wangji couldn't see anything. Other than where the beam of light lands in this dark place. So he didn't see the wounds on his arms.

"I think the path is clear for now, so we can move forward." However, he didn't sheathe his sword as he predicted they can be attacked at a given time. "Let's move ahead." And hopefully, Lan Zhan can figure out a way to get out of the dragon's mouth by the time they arrived there.