Su Yan stood stiffly on the riverbank, feeling the chilly wind blowing straight at him.
DRIP-DROP!
DRIP-DROP!
DRIP-DROP!
Suddenly, a sporadic dripping sound emerged eerily from the edge of the river, as if something was climbing ashore from the water.
In the silent and deserted night, it was so uncanny that it made one's skin crawl and scalp tingle.
Confronted with such a peculiar scene, Su Yan was not the slightest bit perturbed. In fact, he even felt a bit excited, ready to hunt.
Before coming to the riverside, Su Yan had already done sufficient research using an online encyclopedia.
He knew that these Demons and Monsters, transformed from malicious spirits, generally did not have a high Creature Level; the Rare level was their limit.
After all, creatures that could be drowned by water were not high-level to begin with.
And if they were not high-level in life, how formidable could they be in death?
