On another part of the battlefield, the green-haired General was facing off against a figure in chain armour.
The figure had the height of a child, and his physique was very thin as if he had been malnourished from childhood.
But his face was that of a shriveled old man and he carried a very large club that was way too big for his small body.
An area of three hundred meters around the two of them had been reduced to an apocalypse scene with giant craters spamming the yellow sand of Gulu plain and constant yellow dust screens filled the air as the two fought in the sky. Their attacks resulted in terrifying impacts that sent powerful shockwaves in all directions and caused more damage to the Yellow Desert.
None of the soldiers dared to fight near the two, only some sect cultivators and wolfmen were bold enough to pass through where the two were fighting.
