C1062 The Tragic Massacre

Su Yi's gaze lingered on the spot where the Rock Spirit had perished.

The prospect of slain creatures dropping equipment was what intrigued him most; he was eager to discover what treasures might emerge.

Once the Rock Spirit vanished, a nondescript, palm-sized clod of dirt materialized on the ground, seemingly unremarkable.

"What's this?" Su Yi murmured, his curiosity piqued