In the dilapidated spirit ground, tiger roars, laughter, and shrieks continually sounded as clumps of snowballs flew back and forth.
After Lu Ye stuffed a snowball at the back of Yiyi's neck, the scene became uncontrollable.
For Lu Ye, having a snowball fight on a snowy day was something deeply embedded in his memory, and fortunately, his skills had not grown rusty. Especially now, as a Cloud River Realm cultivator with extraordinary physical qualities, a wave of his hand conjured a snowball with just a summoning of his spirit force.
Big and small clumps of snowballs whizzed around, causing a buzzing noise in all directions.
Amber and Yiyi, connected by telepathy, coordinated flawlessly— one defending against Lu Ye's attacks, the other counterattacking, heating up the battle spectacularly.
It wasn't until Amber found an opportunity to knock Lu Ye to the ground and then a huge snowball, as big as a water barrel, engulfed by the strong wind, buried both the man and the tiger.
