Feng Jun refused very decisively, and Zhang Caixin and the other two did not dare object.
But there would always be people in this world who refused to believe in bad luck. Kong Ziyi thought, If you dare go, so do I.
The Supreme Clarity Sect had done no little research into lightning, and the Supreme Clarity Empyrean Scripture was a Golden Core Stage Thunder Arts technique.
Moreover, Kong Ziyi carried quite a few defensive treasures against lightning. She was not only a Supreme Clarity Sect disciple, but also a second-generation immortal.
Of course, she also knew full well that many Golden Core cultivators had met their end on the Thunder Plains. Her few defensive treasures amounted to little.
But since this was training, she naturally wanted to pursue novel experiences in life and did not mind paying a small price.
So she spoke honestly to Feng Jun. "I have defensive treasures and can predict where lightning will strike. With my support, you can go farther and choose a more suitable location."
A more suitable location—yes, that was precisely why many Golden Core cultivators died.
Did they lack cultivation? No. Did they lack defensive treasures? Not necessarily. But on the Thunder Plains, finding a relatively suitable spot was truly difficult. It had to be tested bit by bit.
To give a simple example, most of the time, Golden Core cultivators could walk freely across the Thunder Plains—as long as they did not touch those dangerous areas.
But dangerous areas were dangerous precisely because they were uncontrollable.
After many Golden Core cultivators arrived at the Thunder Plains, they felt that the place was not particularly dangerous. Naturally, they began eyeing those areas. Dangerous areas were not necessarily dangerous, and after working up the courage to test them, these Golden Core cultivators