"Death's Evil Soil!"
Upon seeing the black soil in Xiao Mu's hand, Qing Songzi blurted out.
"Mr. Qing Songzi, do you recognize this soil?"
Xiao Mu curiously looked at Qing Songzi.
Qing Songzi nodded, and explained, "I do, it is a special type of soil that was discovered three days ago during Mr. Zhao's exploration of the R region of Qiwu Mountain."
"This soil was caused by mutations; it seems to have mutated from the soil in the cemetery and is filled with the breath of death. It should not be touched casually."
"Oh!"
Xiao Mu nodded slightly.
Holding Death's Evil Soil in his hand, he indeed sensed a breath of death. This sinister energy was eroding his fingers, desperately transferring the aura of death into his hand.
Luckily, this deathly aura was not strong, and it wouldn't cause him any harm.
"So, this deathly black soil belongs to Zhao the explorer?"
Xiao Mu immediately asked.
"It should be."
