Never mind the enormous round palace itself—even the blood-red curtain of light before Zhang Xiaohua was far larger than he had imagined. His divine sense could not reach very far; judging by sight alone, that curtain of light was probably several hundred zhang tall.
It was simply far taller than Mount Yao!
Standing beneath this curtain of light, Zhang Xiaohua was like an ant once more!
Zhang Xiaohua looked to either side. The curtain of light stretched extremely far in both directions, and checking it out would likely take quite some time. After thinking it over, he released his divine sense, intending to see what restrictions the curtain contained. Yet the moment his divine sense spread out, he could not perceive anything ahead at all. That curtain of light... that palace—neither showed any sign of existing!
"This..." Zhang Xiaohua was left dumbfounded. He had encountered restrictions invisible to the naked eye but visible to divine sense before, but this was the first time he had seen a restriction that divine sense could not perceive while the naked eye could!
Thinking this, Zhang Xiaohua took a pale-red fire talisman from his robes. With a slight flicker of his body, he struck it against the curtain of light. A small ball of flame burned upon it, yet the curtain did not so much as stir. The flame merely faded away on its own.
Zhang Xiaohua then took out the Haotian Mirror, aimed its surface at the curtain of light, and shook it several times. Yet neither the curtain nor the Haotian Mirror showed the slightest reaction!
"What... should I do?" Zhang Xiaohua scratched his head. His divine sense could not perceive the curtain, so there was naturally no question of breaking the restrictions within it. The fire talisman had struck the curtain