The two of them left the battlefield and celebrated their good luck. But a sandstorm suddenly appeared, blowing up smoke, sand and stones, and sounding like crashing waves.
"Something's wrong! Run away!"
Old Demon Han shouted as he quickly flew south with his companion.
The flew came across the air, wheezing past their ears in a deafening manner. No matter how quickly they flew, the dust and sand followed them.
Meanwhile, far away from the sandstorm.
Liu An stared at the sandstorm. It was approaching from the direction of Baima Barrier. He quickly shouted orders to this army, "Leave everything behind. Run back with just a light pack. Hurry up!"
All the soldiers hurriedly dropped their weapons and equipment and started running for their lives.
Behind them, mountains and rivers collapsed one after another.
All the rivers evaporated behind their backs.
It was a mix of swirling stone, dust, lighting, sword light, and devil Qi.
