Following the energy ripples, a woman clad in purple armor appeared behind Li Chen. A sabre hung by her waist and her sharp gaze locked on him.
"Hehehe, I guess you didn't expect the formation." Meng Chuan chuckled softly, slamming his fist against the dome.
Having succeeded in capturing Li Chen, he resumed his journey to meet the young woman in the bridal chamber.
Li Chen shook his head. Waving his hands, a piece of paper supported by a wooden board, a brush, and a palette materialized from his interspatial ring.
The formation was created with the ability to absorb the strike of a false primal! It also had the ability to absorb as much damage and retaliate but all of these were restricted to the internal part.
Externally, the formation was akin to glass. Powerful on the inside and fragile on the outside was a perfect description for it.