Eye of Destruction

"Are you sure you want to choose the Death Soulwood?" The white-dressed youth put his hand out as a gray beam of light shot out from the pyramid, landing in his hand.

This beam of light transformed into the Death Soulwood and it hovered an inch above the youth's palm.

"I'm sure." Yi Yun nodded.

The white-dressed youth and the gray-dressed Sword Spirit found it quite surprising. Although the Death Soulwood was extremely valuable, it was not an enchanted item. From a certain point of view, it had no practical value, and it could not directly increase Yi Yun's strength.

"Could it be that you chose the Death Soulwood because of the concepts it contains?" The Sword Spirit asked.