"Damn it!"
Not yet close, Chen Li had already seen from afar that the scripture vault's defensive array was activated, instantly feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been splashed in his face, leaving him somewhat frantic and infuriated.
The thick earthen-yellow protective shield, with its obscure mana and strict aura, encased the scripture vault tightly, making his heart clench with fear.
The scripture vault is one of the most important places in a sect.
The defensive formation set up here was at least of the third order lower grade or above. With his strength, it was absolutely impossible to force his way through it, and even if he tried to wear it down slowly, not to mention whether the formation would counterattack, with his strongest attack only being at the level of the second order eighth tier, it would likely take an eternity.
Just as Chen Li was pacing back and forth outside the scripture vault, uncertain whether to enter or retreat,
