As for Wu Han within the restriction, he looked around in a state of tearless despair, his heart gradually going numb.
"Rumble..." Lightning crashed down, blanketing everything within a hundred li of Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua's own flesh immediately turned into a mass of golden liquid. Within that gold, dragon qi surged around flowing dragon patterns, while Five-colored True Qi surged around flowing armor inscriptions. Tiny runes, each seemingly the size of ants, danced alongside wisps of soul threads, while an aura from the primordial wilderness stirred vortex after vortex within the golden liquid...
"Wh-what is all this?!" Wu Han's eyes widened larger than walnuts, as if he had witnessed the most incomprehensible thing in the world. Yet his confusion lasted only a few breaths before the aftershock of the lightning tribulation shattered his flesh! As an Immortal Palace Inspector, Wu Han naturally possessed secret arts for tempering the body. Yet the body he had forged through a thousand hammerings and a hundred refinements turned to ash beneath this lightning tribulation as easily as torn paper. Only at the very end did Wu Han suddenly understand. "Th-this seems to be the lightning tribulation of a great demon of the Demon Race! But Xiao Hua... is human..."
Wu Han understood too late, and he had no chance to think further. Poor fellow—ravaged by the lightning tribulation time and again, he finally died where he ought to die, died greatly, died gloriously! Moreover, the instant a wisp of his Void Refining Primordial Spirit escaped, before it could even discern a direction in which to flee, "Rumble..." the second lightning tribulation descended. Not even Wu Han's Primordial Spirit escaped the ravaging of the lightning tribulation...
Wu Han was dead, body and soul utterly extinguished. Sun Hao and Sun Cheng in the distance could