If it had been a Nascent Soul lightning tribulation, he would naturally have recognized it. The tribulation before him was vast and mighty, far beyond any Nascent Soul tribulation. On the island, only Han Debiao had cultivated to Nascent Soul Great Perfection, so the one who had drawn a Spirit Transformation lightning tribulation could only be Han Debiao.
Alarms blared across the island, as though a powerful enemy had launched an attack.
Han Zhangxiang flew into the air and looked outside, his expression one of surprise.
A vast number of demonic beasts were charging toward Purple Moon Island, while countless black specks filled the sky.
There were as many as five fourth-rank demonic beasts. Altogether, the beast horde numbered over a hundred thousand, an awe-inspiring force.
A peculiar fragrance permeated the air. At first sniff, it resembled sandalwood; upon closer inspection, it seemed like floral scent; yet when one tried to distinguish it further, it felt like some other smell entirely.
His flesh had transformed into sandalwood. This scent held a fatal allure for demonic beasts.
Gales swept across the island, and none of the clan members understood what was happening.
"All personnel are to stay away from Fifth Uncle's residence. Violators will be severely punished."
A stern male voice suddenly rang out, spreading throughout all of Purple Moon Island.
Han Fangxiao hurriedly directed the clan members to disperse, preventing them from interfering with Han Debiao's attempt to break through to the Spirit Transformation stage.
Han Changming flew out from Dry Yang Peak. Looking at the thunderclouds overhead, his expression was grave.
After the thunderclouds in the sky churned violently, a thick bolt of silver lightning crashed down, hurtling toward Han Debiao.
The chamber where Han Debiao was staying exploded in an instant, sending dust flying everywhere.
Dark light flared