Chapter 245 - The Nine Tribulations of Lightning

In the forest, the weather had turned sour, with thunder echoing and rain pouring down, dampening the spirits of the Broken Moon Clan members. "The heavens have abandoned us to die like wet dogs," Mr. Kara lamented. The ancient Shrine Elders stood solemnly in front of a tree, repelling the rain with their true spirit's vital energy. Loki, oblivious to the danger, continued to play with a bronze coin, while Bobby looked up at the sky, letting the rain soak his face and clothes, yet he was smiling. "Keep moving," he urged the group. "I'd like to see just how strong this old man really is." Despite only recently reaching the Seventh Sky, his aura surpassed that of any mid-level True Spirit Realm cultivator.