The enormous black snake seemed to have gone mad, frantically twisting its massive and thick body, each twist bringing with it a gust of wind that howled past.

At the same time, it opened its blood-red maw and continuously spewed out thick, seemingly impenetrable black mist.

Wherever this black mist passed, the once vibrant and beautiful flowers, plants, and trees seemed to have encountered the most terrible disaster. In the blink of an eye, they were completely melted and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a desolate and lifeless place.

Upon seeing this, Nezha was startled and trembled, but being a seasoned warrior, he quickly recovered.

He gripped the Qiankun Ring tightly in his hand, then swung it horizontally with a sudden burst of power. In an instant, an incredibly strong whirlwind arose, like a ferocious beast roaring and lunging forward, directly lifting the black mist in front of him into the air.

Yang Jian, who was standing to the side, did not hesitate at all. He seized the opportunity and quickly opened the third eye on his forehead.

In that instant, a dazzling golden light shot out from the Heavenly Eye, like the first ray of dawn at the beginning of creation, illuminating the entire dark space.

Sensing the threat, the giant snake's eyes widened suddenly, and two black beams of light shot out from its pupils at the same time.

These two black lines, like death rays from the depths of hell, rushed straight toward the golden light with endless chill and killing intent.

In an instant, two beams of light, one gold and one black, clashed and intertwined fiercely in mid-air, locked in a relentless struggle.

They intertwined and tore at each other, like two suns of different colors but equal strength, engaged in a thrilling battle, neither willing to give an inch.