Zi Chen was stunned, and the others probably had similar expressions, listening carefully to something.

Hearing that voice, Zi Chen finally understood the meaning of the tribute.

Without tribute, you will die.

But what the tribute is is not explained in detail.

Zi Chen looked at the other person again, "What's going on with slavery?"

"I don't know. I just saw someone holding an incense burner, so I took control of them, and then I obeyed them."

The man's face was pale and his teeth were chattering.

He is originally from the realm of the Divine Sect, and there is no way he can be the opponent of these people, not to mention that there is an invincible Holy Lord from the Fifth Holy Land inside.

"Sir, I am obsessed with this. Please let me go." The other party begged for mercy with a frightened look on his face.

"Tell what you know. If the information is reliable enough, you can live. But if you don't know anything, you can only die."

Zi Chen's tone was calm, but the visitor would not doubt the execution of his words.

"I said, I said everything... You can survive with tributes. This is what the voice said. The incense burner in my hand is a tribute. I have also seen people holding incense candles. They should also be tributes..."

"In a room, I really saw the incense burner can control others, as if they were enslaved. I also saw someone just entering the room and suddenly died. I was too scared to go in. I doubted that the person holding the tribute could

Get into it…”

The other party told all the secrets he knew in one breath.

Excellent attitude.

Zi Chen nodded, then stretched out his hand.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then with a look of reluctance, he placed the incense burner in Zi Chen's hand.

Zi Chen waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

At this moment, except for Shangguan Mingyao, everyone here is considered one of our own, and they will definitely act in a unified manner next.

"Everyone, farewell."

Shangguan Mingyao also saw the current situation. He refused Zi Chen's kindness to invite his companions and said goodbye.

"Let's take a closer look in the room first to see if we find anything else."

A few people had just come in and hadn't looked around carefully yet.

There is also a small room and bedroom inside.

Except for some wooden furniture, there is nothing else.

In that small room, there was an offering table, on which the incense burner should have been placed.

However, there is no statue or portrait in front of it, so it is not clear who is being enshrined.

Suddenly, Zi Chen's heart moved. He walked outside to the living room and took down a painting.

This should be the only strange thing besides the incense burner.

Above the portrait was the one he saw on the island. Zi Chen tried to sense it, but found nothing unusual.

I put my mental power on it and probed a little bit, but there was no abnormality.

"Let's go out first."

Several people walked out of the room and came to a long corridor.

Then, everyone's bodies swayed almost subconsciously, as if they were drunk and couldn't stand still.

When the body was stabilized again, everyone's expressions changed.

Spiritual power is suppressed.

Mental energy completely disappeared.

Although everyone present was used to the big world, it was difficult to remain calm at the moment.

No wonder the previous one was controlled so easily and couldn't sense the other person's realm aura.

"There is something weird here, be careful next time."

The room that the few people just came out of is about the size of two rooms. Looking from the corridor, all the way to the end, there should be a series of rooms.

At this moment, someone walked out of another room with a rather wary expression. After first looking around, he hurriedly left.

Zi Chen and his group stood in the corridor, motionless and looking stupid.

Zi Chen opened the door next to him and did not go in immediately. He stood outside and watched. His mental power was suppressed, so he could only see with his eyes.

The layout looks the same as before, the room is very empty, there is nothing.

After his eyes paused for a few seconds, Zi Chen said, "You guys wait outside, I'll go in and take a look first."

"Master, I'm going too."

Zi Lan quickly followed up and lowered her voice, "I still have the power to take action."

Zi Chen nodded, and the two entered the room. There were no portraits here, and there were no other abnormalities in the room. The disappeared spiritual power and the suppressed spiritual power did not reappear.

After looking in the hall for a while and finding nothing useful, the two went to the back room.

It was still a small cubicle with a table. Originally there might have been tributes on it, but now there is nothing there.

I went to the room and looked again, but there was still nothing.

Walking out of the room, Zi Chen walked outside the third room.

Zilan was looking at the scroll she had just seen, but Zichen didn't see the trick anyway. She tilted her head and carefully looked at the tall figure in it.

"Master, do you think he is a god?" Zilan suddenly asked.

"There are no gods in Kyushu."

Zi Chen looked at the third door and said casually.

"No? Doesn't mythology count?"

"No, myths are legends. If we want to classify them, they might be considered immortals."

Zi Chen's eyes were still staring at the door, "Their strength is obtained through their own practice. They do not need the power of faith or worship."

"Is the mountain spirit considered a spirit?"

If within the jurisdiction of the mountain spirit, the more people and powerful people appear, then the strength of the mountain spirit will be greatly improved.

For example, Wu Haoqi of the Fifth Holy Land, because of the existence of the Fifth Holy Land, the mountain of the Holy Spirit Realm transformed again and again, and finally because of the breakthroughs of Yi Qian, Qiao Lina, and Xue Wu, he even entered the first-level Sumeru Realm in one fell swoop.

The mountain caused a huge sensation.

Wu Haoqi's strength naturally increased with the tide.

In this case, it can actually be regarded as the power of incense.

Zi Chen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "You mean, this is the mansion left by a certain mountain god?"

Zi Lan shook her head, "I don't know, I just think he is unusual and needs tribute. He must be a god."

Others came over one after another, but no change could be seen at all.

Zi Chen pushed open the third door.

The first time he entered the room, he looked up at the door lintel.

Still nothing found here.

Just when Zi Chen was about to leave, Zi Lan suddenly shouted: "Master, look..."

She is holding a scroll.

I saw the tall figure in the scroll actually making a sealing movement at this moment. His original appearance became increasingly unclear, but his hands forming the seals were extremely clear.

At the same time, there is a sentence with five words next to it.

This is the oldest font, and Zi Lan cannot recognize it. Zi Chen looks at it carefully, recalling the content of the ancient tree he had seen in his mind.

Tried to read it.

"The gods return to their throne."

Zi Chen didn't understand what it meant and tried to form a seal, but it had no effect.

The two walked out and everyone else stood at the door.

Cheng Guang asked: "Have you found anything?"

Zi Chen nodded and motioned to Zi Lan to take out the scroll for everyone to take a look at.

"Eh...it's gone."

Zilan screamed in surprise, what she had seen before disappeared, and the tall shadow changed back to its previous appearance.

"Why is this happening? How about we go in and take a look?"

Zilan looked confused.
To be continued...