Nine people walked slowly through the lake water that was not quite knee-deep, surrounded by an exceptionally dense and tangible aura of Tribulation as well as an accumulation of Thunderbolt Force.
The group proceeded with notable caution.
Encountering a Heavenly Tribulation was no trifling matter, capable of stripping a layer off one's skin, even for cultivators of their talent; neither were they the kind to casually bathe within a tribulation.
Yet Little Deer trotted along the lakeshore where thunderbolt lightning clustered, its hooves shimmering with a rainbow glow that shielded it from the electric effects.
Pointing to a batch of large flowers arranged by array runes along the path, it explained, "These are the most common Thunder Summoning Flowers, which my fellow Dao friends can pick at will. Infuse them with Divine Sense, and without depleting your own foundational strength, you can use the strength of the Spirit Plant as a barrier to experience the tribulation.