Ye Han frowned at the enormous stretch of wall. Mysterious, profound restrictive power covered its entire surface, and that power was astonishingly terrifying...
After assessing it, Ye Han felt that even if his cultivation were at its peak and he were completely uninjured, wielding the Thunderous Five-Element Golden Cudgel at full strength and pouring every ounce of his power into attacking this defensive restriction formation...
He would probably still need several days of bombardment to break it open. Even a true immortal would need dozens of full-force attacks to breach it. The fact that such a powerful defensive restriction formation had been set up at this entrance to the Great Hell showed just how much importance the Immortal Race placed on it...
Of course, Ye Han was gravely injured now. He could not use the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron regardless of the cost, nor did he have the means to do so. Quite apart from the risk of being discovered by the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron Pupils, his cultivation resources were insufficient to let him bombard it so recklessly for days...
At his cultivation level, casting a spell took less than half a breath. That meant unleashing thousands upon thousands of divine abilities, and who knew how much spell power that would consume...
Yet now that he had finally managed to obtain this restriction token for entering the Great Hell, the guard would not let him in?
Naturally, this infuriated Ye Han. A tremendous wave of Mahayana Stage pressure abruptly erupted from him as he stared coldly at the guard and said, "What? Do you still think this token of mine is fake?!"
As Ye Han released that terrifying Mahayana Stage aura and pressure, the Body Integration Realm guard began trembling all over, nearly dropping to his knees...
The guard's expression changed drastically, and