Mage Morpheus spoke, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible disdain.
He pointed at the calm, black surface of the lake.
Illuminated by the intense light, Raylo finally noticed that a faint, almost transparent Energy Film indeed shrouded the lake.
It constantly rippled like water, distorting the light passing through it.
This Barrier was far less magnificent and vast than the spatial barrier of the Divine Spirit ruins above; it even appeared somewhat crude.
"Heh."
Mage Morpheus couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Compared to the one above, this Barrier is nothing more than a child's doodle."
His tone brimmed with the absolute confidence of an expert in his Domain.
"It seems my guess was right," Mage Delin looked at the Snake Egg and spoke slowly. "The Nine-headed Demon Serpent Hydra likely stumbled upon these ruins of the Ancient Divine Spirits by accident.
