Zi Chen entered the door of death, and his vision was pitch black.
Previously, he was injured at the door of death.
Through the conversation with Mu Cheng, Zi Chen seemed to know some secrets of this place.
So, the moment his vision was affected, he began to form seals, and the divine curse reappeared, "The gods return to their throne!"
In an instant, his vision was restored, and he was not harmed in any way.
Then Zi Chen went straight to the back room and saw a complete plate on the altar table, which should have been used to place tributes.
I found complete items twice, both from the Death Door. Obviously, there is a higher probability that there are tributes inside.
Because there is no divine spell, you may die if you enter.
Zi Chen has already told others the method, but does not intend to let them try it because they cannot see the symbol of Death's Door, and Zi Chen cannot guarantee whether his theory is suitable for others.
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After walking out of the room with the complete plate, Zi Chen continued to look for other death doors.
Others are still looking for the room where they can see the symbol.
Zi Lan took the scroll, and she no longer followed Zi Chen, but entered the room alone.
Walk in and out.
There has been no harvest.
Zi Chen discovered that although Zi Lan had gained nothing, she had not been harmed in any way.
Even if she entered the door of death and came out intact, she would gain nothing.
Zi Chen asked, and Zi Lan told him that he had not seen darkness, nor had he discovered any danger or anything.
It was as if this place had no influence on her, and she could not get tribute either.
Like an outsider.
There are so many rooms here that they never seem to be repeated, even if it only lasts for a stick of incense. However, after having an accurate target, everyone quickly achieved their own results, and no one encountered danger.
In this stick of incense, Zi Chen entered and exited the door of death dozens of times, and gained a lot.
As the stick of incense ended, flames suddenly burned on everyone's bodies. The flames appeared without warning, as if their lives were ignited.
The moment the flame was ignited, the tributes on everyone's bodies burst out with intense light.
The light enveloped everyone's bodies, and the next moment everyone disappeared out of thin air.
Before disappearing, Zi Chen glanced at the side and saw that there was nothing abnormal about Zi Lan. This made Zi Chen extremely worried. He wanted to give Zi Lan a tribute before, but Zi Lan refused.
The light flickered, and everyone's vision was restored, and they had arrived at a huge square.
All the survivors have gathered here, and every sight is full of people.
Some people were excited, some were sad, and some were crying loudly after losing their companions and relatives.
Zi Chen immediately looked around.
My friends are all around me, and so is Zilan.
This made Zi Chen extremely surprised.
Zilan had gained nothing since she entered, but she was not affected when she entered the Door of Death. At the same time, she did not receive a single tribute, but she came here intact.
Zi Chen didn't gamble his life with anyone, and neither did anyone else. Therefore, among the group of people, only Zi Chen had about one-third of the combat power.
Zi Chen has already said the rules, so even if someone gambles his life next, Zi Chen will not be afraid, but it is not clear whether others have also mastered the divine curse.
The most eye-catching ones are still those in hiding. They gather together, and their people are somewhat damaged compared to when they came.
The surroundings were in chaos, and as Zi Chen and others appeared, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Many people's eyes were cast towards Zi Chen.
The Holy Lord of the Fifth Holy Land is a very important being. The most important thing is that Zi Chen and Yin Shi have a huge conflict that cannot be resolved.
So when the two sides meet here, will they start a war directly?
Zi Chen's whole body shone with light and his aura was visible, causing many people to change their expressions.
He looked around. There was only a square here and nothing else.
Are so many people going to fight in the square?
"Tributes can lend a life!"
A voice suddenly sounded, and everyone could hear it clearly.
The surrounding area exploded instantly.
"How can a tribute lend one's life?"
"I'm just a tribute. I disappeared when I came here."
"Does lending your life mean to live one more time?"
"Who can lend me a tribute first?"
There was an uproar all around, and this sudden sound was very puzzling.
Zi Chen didn't understand at the moment, what was borrowing life?
"Is it possible to use tribute to borrow life from the gods? As long as you pay tribute, you can have one more life?"
"But where are the gods, and where can they go to make offerings?"
There used to be rooms and altar tables, but now it's just a square with nothing around it.
Someone knelt directly on the ground, holding a broken tribute plate in his hand, and said with a pious expression: "I want to borrow my life!"
The people around him looked at each other with idiotic expressions.
If you could save your life by kneeling on the ground, then everyone would kneel down.
But the next moment, a change occurred.
The tribute plate suddenly burned and then disappeared in the flames, as if the gods heard the prayers of mortals.
Directly opposite, right in front of where the man was kneeling, the man with a mocking face suddenly fell to the ground.
The breath dies.
died.
The person who was kneeling on the ground was also stunned.
His breath began to increase and he was about half recovered.
"Is this borrowing your life?"
Others around him were shocked at first, and then their eyes lit up. This time they truly understood the meaning of borrowing their lives.
The so-called borrowing life is to use the life of others to restore one's own strength.
One life, half strength.
Two lives and you can fully recover.
For a moment, the eyes of those who had the tributes flashed and they all began to make calculations.
Those who had no tribute looked horrified at this moment, because they would be the first to die.
"run!"
I don't know who shouted, and those who had no tribute began to run away.
But the square is only so big, where can we escape to?
At this moment, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Look, there is a road around."
There were exclamations again, and others discovered that other roads and buildings had appeared outside the square at some point.
He continued to look into the distance. The layout here looked like a city.
"Run quickly, maybe there are tributes in those rooms!"
Those who had no tribute fled quickly.
The people with tributes naturally did not want to see their prey escape. They were hesitant before, but they immediately seized the time and began to borrow lives from the people around them.
"I want to borrow my life!"
"Brother, please lend me your life."
"Brother, don't leave. Please lend me your life."
For a moment, various sounds of borrowing one's life sounded, and then one by one the escapees fell to the ground, and the breath of those who borrowed their lives began to surge around them.
Zi Chen and his group stood still and did not move.
Li Su felt uneasy in his heart. Looking at the other people around him, it seemed that everyone wanted to borrow their lives from him.
The most outstanding disciple of Wufengshan, and possibly even the future master of Wufengshan, could actually sink to this level.
He said cautiously: "How about we run?"
Li Su didn't have many tributes on him.
No one else spoke, obviously waiting to see what Zi Chen would say.
Zi Chen smiled and said, "Run, do you think we can run?"
At some point, those hidden people dispersed and surrounded Zi Chen and his party.
There was jest and coldness in their eyes, looking at Zi Chen as if they were looking at a dead person.
They all have tributes in their hands.
Moreover, as a reclusive person with a great reputation, no one dares to borrow their lives from them at this moment.
On the Hidden World side, Zi Chen is obviously being targeted.
The foreign race is also in another place, watching eagerly, and maybe they will cooperate with the hidden world in the next moment.
"This is a rare opportunity. If you miss it, it may be difficult to kill Zi Chen."
Lei Tianming held half an incense candle in his hand and stared at Zi Chen, "With the unique advantages here, Zi Chen can die here without losing anyone. This is a big deal for us.
Chance."
"But if we borrow our lives from Zi Chen, what if someone borrows their lives from us again?" In the hidden world, there are also people who are worried about their own lives.
"We are the masters, and there are many of us. Who has the courage to borrow his life from us? Don't worry, as long as Zi Chen dies, no one else will dare to go against us."
"Wouldn't it be better to kill Zi Chen?"
"Zi Chen's body also has aura fluctuations. Are you confident that you can kill him? Moreover, there is something strange here. Have you seen anyone else take action?"
Sure enough, everyone was borrowing lives from each other, but no one chose to take the initiative to kill someone.
Even those who succeeded in borrowing their lives and recovered part of their strength did not use their own strength to kill people.
"Zi Chen, they are coming." Li Su was very worried.
"Come on, come on."
Zi Chen's expression remained calm, "When friends come, there is good wine; when enemies come, there are weapons."
While talking, Zi Chen put the baggage behind him in front of him and sat down.
He first reached into his bag and took out a complete tribute plate.
The person before held only a fragment, and about one-third of it succeeded.
So how many lives can be borrowed from this complete piece?
The expressions of the hermits who were approaching Zi Chen changed. Apparently they didn't expect that Zi Chen would have such a good thing.
If it were before, this thing could be used to gamble one's life.
"Everyone, are you here for me?"
Zi Chen looked at the hidden world with a faint smile on his face. He reached out and took out the second complete plate.
If it were placed outside, no one would even take a look at this kind of thing.
But here, two complete plates made everyone’s eyes jump.
Then everyone looked at the baggage in front of Zi Chen. It was somewhat bulging. How many tributes were contained in it?
Zi Chen took out the third plate.
Still complete.
The former hermits suddenly stopped and their expressions began to hesitate.
Zi Chen dug again and took out an incense candle, which was still intact and had never been lit.
The faces of the hermits changed drastically, their eyes fixed on Zi Chen's baggage.
Among them, Lei Tianming's face was even more livid. In this situation, it was still up to debate who would lend his life to whom.
Damn it, why are there so many tributes? Is he a wholesaler?
Lei Tianming was filled with anger and never dared to move forward.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zi Chen picked up the complete plate and said to Lei Tianming: "Brother, please lend me your life."