"However, my Heavenly Fire domain is still stronger. No matter your formation, it can't destroy my domain. But I can destroy your formation."
Michael looked at the golden aura surrounding his opponent, understanding that it must be some kind of formation art.
With a slash of his sword, the dazzling sword light rushed towards the White Tiger in an instant.
White Tiger slapped out a palm, shattering the sword light.
But just as the sword light broke apart, he noticed that Michael had disappeared.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh...
Michael appeared next to White Tiger, swinging his sword, and dozens of sword qi flew out all together. These sword qi, blazing with flames, were about to collide with the golden aura surrounding White Tiger.
White Tiger let out a low roar, and its massive body somehow shrank down in the blink of an eye – about the size of a kitten, along with the surrounding golden aura, which dodged past dozens of sword qi.