Zhuang Ruhai was stunned at first, then laughed out loud. “Yes, I forgot. The Qi family’s equipment shop is all over the heavy cloud continent. Naturally, they have the equipment needed to cross the swamp.
But I wonder if brother Qi has these with you?”
Not only did the Qi family deal in all kinds of spiritual equipment, but they also had many refiners. Although they could not compare to the Qing family of the valley of fog, they were still much stronger than the other three families.
Hearing their words, Qi Ancheng felt somewhat proud, but he still said,
“I do have a few swamp ships here, but you also know that the ten-thousand-year-old swamp is different from ordinary swamps. To be honest, I’m not too sure about it either.”
Mu Chelu and Zhuang Ruhai knew that he was right. The ten-thousand-year-old swamp had always been a place of death and no return. Even the border areas were full of dangers. It was better not to go in if possible.