He slowly raised his hand and gently placed it on the iron gate.
Strangely enough, the iron gate was tightly shut yet had a crack that let no light through, and even his current visage authority could not see what lay beyond that crack.
Meanwhile, his perception tentacles slowly seeped into the iron gate like water. As his perception deepened, the mysteries of the portal slowly opened within it, bit by bit, like a puzzle box...
His perception seemed to have entered a labyrinth with unknown boundaries. Countless supernatural materials linked by mystical runes collided and combined, forming layer upon layer of towering barriers...
Merely extending his perception into it felt like getting lost among endless mountains, yet on the level of reality, this portal was nothing more than an old iron gate.
Deciphering and opening this iron gate on the layer was exponentially harder than pushing it open on the reality layer.
"It's just a door... and it's already like this?" Lin Yi could not help marveling.
"Don't be misled by what this door wants to show you," Tian Bufan said. "These mystical runes and structures can have countless combinations, but only one corresponds to the form of this door. You can indeed perceive the portal to 'comprehend' the traces the Divine Artisan left when forging it, but that isn't what we need to explore this time."
"Perceive the portal's existence, discern the pathway through it, open the door at the layer level, and enter."
Lin Yi was slightly startled. "Open the door... at the layer level?"
He mulled it over several times, then vaguely understood something. He reorganized his perception tentacles, no longer extending them endlessly to explore, but instead beginning to search for the form this portal unfolded into at the layer level.
As he continued perceiving