Beside him, Xing Yang the Taoist priest saw Zhan Yun make a chest disappear with a wave of his hand, and then with another wave, a sword appeared in Zhan Yun's hand, looking quite magical.
Consequently, Xing Yang the Taoist priest widened his eyes and asked, "Zhan Yun, what kind of trick are you playing?"
Stirred by the question, the ancient sword in Zhan Yun's hand disappeared again.
Then, Zhan Yun turned to Xing Yang the Taoist priest and chuckled, "Hehe, I too have a magic artifact for storing things."
Hearing Zhan Yun say this, Xing Yang the Taoist priest's expression immediately stiffened.
Right after, Xing Yang the Taoist priest actually stretched out his left hand and began to rapidly perform divination, murmuring to himself as he did so, "What is happening here, one storage magic artifact after another appearing before my eyes—could it be that the era of mythological cultivation is about to begin?"