The arena was crafted from pieces of Purple Yin Crystal Stone, its sturdiness naturally undisputed.
On the arena stood two Ghost Generals, both adorned in armor.
The armor, forged of gilt, exuded a daunting aura; one Ghost General was the Long-tongue Ghost, the other the Crimson Flame Ghost.
"Which one is Ghost General Hebun?" Xie Changliu asked a nearby person.
Someone pointed at the Long-tongue Ghost and explained, "There, that's the one.
Without the Ghost King, he is nigh invincible.
The next generation of Ghost King is none other than him."
"Indeed, indeed," someone agreed nearby.
"I wonder how many moves the Crimson Flame Ghost can withstand."
As his words fell, the duel between the two in the arena commenced.
The Crimson Flame Ghost struck first, its mouth agape, spewing a gigantic fireball.
The blazing flames consumed the void, rushing toward Ghost General Hebun.
