After entering the depths of the secret realm, Xia Liu rarely saw a complete daytime.
Every day he moved under the gloomy sky.
Moreover, his divine sense was severely suppressed.
If it weren't for the Wisdom Eyes Divine Power, he probably wouldn't be able to see beyond a mile.
Currently, his and Bai Jue's perceptible range had no difference.
However, the divine sense was limited to within a hundred meters.
To sense danger, he could only rely on Bai Jue.
The deeper he went, the more he felt an oppressive atmosphere in the air.
There was an illusion that the firmament here was several times lower than the outside world, thereby forming such an inexplicable oppression.
A month later, Xia Liu walked as usual in the mountain forest.
Suddenly, as his foot stepped onto the ground ahead.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
Strong winds howled, and a spirit formation was triggered around him.
Instantly trapping Xia Liu within it.
"Spirit Formation?"
