In the swampy wetlands, venomous snakes coiled on the trees, flicking their tongues.
The sound of clashing weapons and explosions resounded non-stop as three members of the Sword Sect fiercely battled against three from the Heavenly Inference Sect, evenly matched in strength.
A mournful tune suddenly arose. The six were intensely engaged in combat and unprepared, they were seized by the melody, their blood and energy surging, their minds thrown into chaos.
The chaotic battle turned even more chaotic as two black wolves leaped from the deep forest like the wind, crashing into the heart of the chaos, roaring furiously.
The six were panic-stricken. Under the disturbance of the chaotic melody, their visions blurred, seeing that the wolves appeared strange, not true beasts but puppets.
One had two heads, sinister and fierce, accumulating fireballs and lightning in its mouth, the other with a scorpion tail coiled back, full of sharp blades and spikes.
Roar!!
