Now that the effects of the joint magic between the ninth and the eleventh holy guards were gradually disappearing, the swamps were recovering their sogginess.
Lin Xin also came out from the cave. Seeing the satisfied look on his face, it was visible that the corpse of the Snake Devil Demon God was done being handled.
“Boss should we go for a treasure hunt in this cave?” Lin Xin suggested in high spirits.
However, he very quickly realized that Long Haochen’s attention wasn’t focused on the treasures in the cave, and that he was instead gazing at the nearby demon god pillar.
That massive pillar had already lost its original splendor. Standing there for so long, it looked like nothing more than an ordinary stele. A huge snake shaped sculpture was spiralling around it, though the red light in its eyes was a lot dimmer.
