Despite him running around, Declan would always come back to the same spot.
Declan's expression became solemn. He knew very well that if he still couldn't find a way to escape this formation, he would end up trapped here like the other ghost spirits.
Declan was a little too arrogant to realize Wen Qiu had such a powerful magic weapon.
Running around blindly was not a good idea. He had to find an escape before he could make his next move.
Declan sat down with his legs crossed. He ran his spiritual energy to shield him from the attacks as he calmed down and pondered this.
He sat there, still, for an unknown amount of time, and he still could not think of a solution.
At the same time, he kept consuming his spiritual energy to shield him. If he still could not find the esc
