"Snake Lord, be careful, Lord Fox has a Heavenly Track!!" Qi Yaogang shouted a warning from the living room.
Yu Longting's eyes flashed with fierce light, and the Black Gold Longsword flew from his hand, attacking furiously, "You used the Heavenly Track to break my Barrier?? Where did you get your Heavenly Track??"
"Where did it come from? A gift from your nemesis." Xuanjing tossed up the Pure White Heavenly Track, which hovered in mid-air, emitting a brilliant white light.
At the same time, Xuanjing's hands wove various complex Hand Seals rapidly.
Creating lingering shadows like a hellish butterfly dancing.
The Black Gold Sword crashed into the Heavenly Track with overwhelming force, as if the battle between Heavenly Beings was being waged, the light grew to its most intense state.
Yu Longting furrowed his brow and blurted out, "Qingyang??"
The poor little mice on the bed, illuminated by the white light from the Immortal Artifact, wailed and screamed chaotically.
