Four Masters and Disciples! The Seven Branches of the Sacred Altars!

Pilgrims from Eastern Tang?

Lin Chen's eyes filled with disbelief when he heard this!

The image of four masters and disciples involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

The old Taoist beside him also frowned before relaxing again.

Hearing about an old acquaintance's deeds filled his heart with emotion!

He wondered whether, if time could be turned back, his junior brother would still have taken that path!

"I see," Lin Chen said after pondering for a moment.

"The Seven-Colored Altar is indeed very important to me. I need to study it..."

The Prefect did not speak again and merely stepped aside, clearly granting permission!

Lin Chen did not stand on ceremony and began studying it carefully.

Sheng Hui and Upal joined in as well.

They examined everything one by one, from the patterns on the cauldron to its structure and even the red soil within it.

Yet in the end, they discovered that this so-called Seven-Colored Altar was completely different from the previous ones!

For example, apart from the red soil being identical to that of the Seven-Colored Altar, nothing else about this cauldron had any connection to it!

"Lin Chen, could there be some mistake with this thing?"

Upal grabbed a handful of soil and said:

"Only this soil is the same. Everything else is different!"

Lin Chen fell silent after hearing that.

Looking at the Seven-Colored Altar before him, he did not know what to do either.

He had thought that finding the seventh altar would reveal the secrets of the Seven-Colored Altar.

Who would have thought that it would only make things even more confusing!

Just as everyone was feeling dejected, the Prefect suddenly spoke:

"You mean the soil in this altar should be seven-colored, right?"

"Of course! What else could it be?" Upal sighed.

"If you'd shown it