"What is this?"
Hong Yu's pupils contracted violently.
The once-azure sky had suddenly turned grim. A blanket of oppressive, dark clouds shrouded the heavens, and bolts of purple thunder plummeted from within them.
They smashed into the sea, blasting terrifying waves into the air.
This thunder was terrifying.
It was powerful enough to tear an ordinary Primordial Embryo Realm Powerhouse to shreds.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder struck.
It landed right on Xiahuang Ba's fist of light. The runes shattered, and a terrifying power scattered in all directions.
Whirlwinds and gales kicked up in its wake.
HUHU!
The storm howled, churning the sea into a frenzy of surging waves.
"What's going on?" Hong Yu frowned.
Xiahuang Ba also ceased his attack. His gaze was profound as he stared coldly into the distance, murmuring, "We're approaching Demon Island. From the looks of it, a powerful Desolate Beast is undergoing a tribulation!"
"A Desolate Beast undergoing a tribulation?"
