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"There was actually such a genius! And he's a new recruit in our Eastern Army!"

General Xue Yong of the Eastern Army had fair skin and green patterns beside his ears, giving him an air of elegance and nobility.

He was currently clad in silver-white armor, with a vertical eye between his brows.

On the training grounds of the general's residence, he suddenly looked at his communication token in surprise.

In an instant, he completely lost interest in the battle formation composed of a large number of Void True Gods before him, even though that had been the very reason he had come.

In an instant, all of Bai Yang's detailed information was compiled on the screen before his eyes.

"A once-in-hundreds-of-millions-of-eras..."