After a pillar of light flashed, Huo Hai was still standing where he had been, but he could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood. "Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier. This thing wasn't that simple." His face was filled with bitter helplessness.
By now, Huo Hai understood. This Spirit Formation actually had two layers: one on the surface, and another hidden in the shadows for attacking. He could create such double-layered Spirit Formations himself and was even extremely proficient at them. But when he had come here, he had forgotten that this was an Ancient Ruins and habitually assumed it was no different from anywhere else.
When facing enemies, Huo Hai had never encountered a covering-type Spirit Formation, so he had overlooked it. After the recent battle, he had been ambushed and had even failed to keep his opponent behind. Waves of displeasure rose in his heart.
As a result, he had neglected this Spirit Formation even more. He had merely seen through one layer of it and tried to retrieve the item inside, which was why he had been attacked. Fortunately, the attack was not especially strong, at most equivalent to the power of a Third-Heaven Spirit Venerable.
Huo Hai had only defended in haste. Moreover, his arm had been firmly sucked in by the Spirit Formation, leaving him no way to escape. That was why he had been injured after taking the attack head-on. Thankfully, the injury was not serious. After circulating his spiritual power a few times, he recovered. If the one attacked had been that white-robed freak from before, he probably would have already lost his life.
Of course, this sort of passive attack would find it difficult to destroy the opponent's Inner World as well. As long as the Inner