The battlefield was exactly a cauldron of chaos. The Green Thunder Lord stood towering, his warhammer crackling with green lightning, while his Green Earth Flame Furnace hummed with an ancient, oppressive aura. Hu Yitian, bruised and battered, struggled to remain standing, blood trailing from the corner of his lips as his icy blue lance lay discarded. Li Wudi's eyes darted between the two, his mind racing.
The Green Thunder Lord advanced, each step reverberating like the toll of a death knell. The scorched earth beneath him mirrored the fury of his qi. Hu Yitian clenched his fists, ignoring the searing pain from the thunder burns on his hands. His expression hardened; retreat was not an option.
"You're persistent," the Green Thunder Lord sneered, his voice like a crackling storm. "But persistence won't save you."
