For cultivators of other second stage of Pulse Control Realm, even if they had reached the level of peak, it would still be very difficult for them to lower their Divine Sense into their sea of consciousness.
Because under normal circumstances, spiritual sense of this realm was still too weak.
But Caspian was different.
Hadley Forsyth also knew this, so he directly let him observe.
Caspian responded, closed his eyes, and mobilized his consciousness.
Soon, he saw three blood-red rings deep in his dark sea of consciousness.
Unlike the last time, there were golden lines on the three rings.
These fine lines were obviously deliberately made by someone. They were curved and dense, like maggots, but they looked orderly.
When people took a look at it, they felt that it was very strict.
Looking down at the three more blood-red rings, Caspian saw a bloody steel gate in a storm.
The biting wind made a rumbling sound and rubbed against the steel gate, even producing large sparks.
Caspian didn't even doubt that if the fierce wind really appeared in the secular world, it could blow people's flesh and blood apart and turn them into bones. Even their skeletons would turn into ashes.
This was Monsoon from hell.
Such a horrible thing would never appear in a normal person's sea of consciousness.
At this time, the Gates of Hell appeared in Caspian's Sea of Consciousness. Although it was temporarily suppressed by the formations, once the formations failed, it was hard to imagine what kind of damage it would cause.
Looking at the bloodstained steel gate, Caspian couldn't help but frown.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly heard Hadley Forsyth's voice again.
"Come back."
These words were like evening drums and morning bells. In an instant, Caspian calmed down and his eyes lit up.
He realized that he had returned to the pavilion.
"Thank you, teacher, for stabilizing the restriction formation for me." Caspian stood up and saluted without hesitation.
When he saw the golden lines on the three blood-red rings, he knew that they were enhanced by his teacher.
And if Hadley Forsyth hadn't woken him up in time, he might have sneaked closer to the Gates of Hell at that time.
And once he approached the Gates of Hell, he would definitely face the Hell Monsoon, which was enough to smash people's bones to ashes.
Thinking of this, Caspian's heart skipped a beat.
Only then did he realize that his situation was a little dangerous.
"I've checked the restriction formation set by that demon's father. There's nothing wrong with it. It seems that he still admires you." Hadley Forsyth said at this time.
"He should be grateful to me for taking care of his child," Caspian said with a smile.
"Yes. However, given his status as a great demon, if he were to use minor means to deal with an array cultivator at your level, it would indeed damage his reputation."
Hadley Forsyth paused for a moment and continued, "You've seen what happened just now. I helped you reinforce with a level of the restriction formation. Because the restriction formation was strong enough, I can only add the icing on the cake.
If there was no big accident, the three restriction formations could last about 15 years.
However, you have to be prepared. In the next 15 years, every five years, the Restriction will disappear by a level.
When all three of them disappear, it will be very difficult to control the Gates of Hell."
Hadley Forsyth's words were to remind Caspian to be careful.
However, Caspian heard a deeper meaning from his words.
"Teacher, do you mean that it is difficult to get rid of the Gates of Hell forever within 15 years?" Caspian looked at Hadley Forsyth and asked.
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