Shen Luo stared at the three incenses for a while, watching the milky-white smoke rising straight into the sky, deviating not an inch.
Aside from this, there was nothing unusual.
Just as he was growing bored and was about to look away, the three incenses suddenly changed.
The flames at the tip of the incense suddenly brightened as though someone had blown on it, the color shifting from a deep red to a bright yellow. Then at a speed visible to the naked eye, they started to burn rapidly.
The moment the three points of the incense fire fell simultaneously, a peculiar seal emerged on the round three-legged incense burner, followed by a "whooshing" wind sound that Shen Luo heard.
He saw a hazy vortex rising from the accumulated incense ash within the burner, growing larger and slowly enveloping them.
He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was held back by someone's grip on his shoulder.
"Trust in Elder Hu, you will be fine." Lu He's voice came from behind him.
