Bolts of purple mystic lightning struck the silver deer creature, making it howl in agony.
The surrounding creatures scattered, clearing an open space a hundred meters wide for it to undergo its tribulation. Despite the pain, it actually struggled to resume its breathing, still following Qin Jun's rhythm.
The other intelligent Chaos Beings watched with wonder in their eyes. Though they did not understand why the silver deer creature was being struck by lightning, they vaguely sensed that it was doing the right thing and that they should follow its example.
"This fellow will be extraordinary someday."
East Prince sighed as he watched the silver deer creature. The greater one's talent, the greater the restrictions imposed by the rules, all to ensure that beneath the Great Dao, all beings were equal.
This was also why the more talented one was, the more brutal the lightning tribulations they encountered.
In truth, it was the Great Dao's protection for the weak.
But such protection was limited. It would not forcibly erase those undergoing tribulation, because man could prevail over fate.
The three thousand Great Daos always left a sliver of hope.
"Mm, very good. I'll remember you, little fellow."
Qin Jun smiled faintly. Since he had come to the era when Chaos was first born, he would make his arrangements. Those worth taking in would be taken in; those worth subduing would be subdued.
When he returned to his original point in time, that would be the moment he ruled the world.
Over the next two days, the silver deer creature continued undergoing tribulation. At the same time, its rate of absorbing spiritual energy grew faster and faster, while its body gained a zhang in height each day.
On this day, the snow-white exotic beast also successfully matched Qin Jun's breathing rhythm