A swamp area at the edge of Longze River.
The flying ship stopped under a swamp tree.
Zhao Chunsheng walked over from the mist outside.
"Master Shen, it's set up."
Just now, he had set up a middle-grade illusion array near the swamp tree.
It could prevent sudden attacks from demon beasts and cultivators.
This is also a basic skill for a demon hunter.
Shen Xuan and others sat cross-legged under the shade of the tree.
The swamp mist was filled with a faint fishy smell of water.
The sky gradually darkened.
A small bonfire was faintly lit.
In the wilderness, it appeared particularly warm.
Shen Xuan opened the beast bag and threw on the ground more than thirty storage pouches and over twenty magical artifacts from inside.
"Dahu, Erhu, come help organize the contents of these storage pouches!"
The storage pouches and magical artifacts had the divine thought aura of their original owners, which Shen Xuan wiped out without hesitation.
