Whoosh~~
The pointer on Luo Nanzhao's Spirit Stabilizing Plate kept spinning, the numbers on it decreasing, indicating that the spirit mine ahead was indeed being rapidly devoured by something unknown.
Initially, nine thousand pounds of spirit mine would have been enough for half a year's cultivation, even for a Tenth Realm Divinity Transformation cultivator like him. It was undoubtedly a great fortune.
And he was confident that he could excavate this small mine entirely on his own, without the need to report it. By the time he returned, he would undoubtedly have a nice profit to show.
However, the rapidly decreasing spirit mine reserves on the Spirit Stabilizing Plate made his eyelids twitch uncontrollably.
"What kind of creature could devour spirit mines at such a speed?"
