Yun Lintian didn't expect to encounter so many obstacles here. It was as if the Lord of Chaos could completely calculate his every move.
He glanced around, his golden eyes scanning the distorted space. The formation was subtle, almost imperceptible, but now that he was aware of it, he could sense the intricate patterns of energy woven into the fabric of the Abyssal Rift.
It was a high-level spatial formation, designed to trap anyone who entered it in an endless loop, forcing them to return to their starting point no matter how far they traveled.
The person who could set up such a trap must be someone with a deep understanding of spatial laws, someone powerful enough to manipulate the chaotic energy of the Abyssal Rift. Perhaps it was the Lord of Chaos himself.
