He continued forward along the rocky tunnel for some distance.
Suddenly, patches of fluorescent green appeared ahead.
This faint glow came from the moss growing there.
Unlike the damp black moss along the first half of the route, this moss was drier, with fern-like leaves at its base and tiny diamond-shaped leaves as fine as fuzz.
At the top were small, spherical spore capsules without peristome teeth.
The fluorescence was emitted by those spore capsules, each barely larger than a sesame seed.
Their glow dyed the tunnel ahead a lush green, the color of forgiveness everywhere.
Within the dim green light and shadows, the path ahead seemed all the more strange and unpredictable.
Zong Shen stepped forward and examined the fluorescent moss.
He found that it was likewise an ordinary plant without magic.
He simply took off his black glove.
With a thought, he took out a staff that looked like a miniature red dragon with its body drawn in.
Both the feet and neck of the staff could be used as grips.
Its tip was precisely the head of a red dragon in a roaring pose.
Every inch of detail was exceptionally clear and vivid.
Each Dragon Scale was also exquisitely rendered.
When he held this peculiar staff.
The eyes of the dragon head at the top shifted slightly.
Even in this unusual environment, which naturally repelled magic.
While holding this staff, he could still sense the free fire elements around him leaping and celebrating.
That was right—this was the sinister staff Zong Shen had obtained in Lentax Great City, one that could easily draw the hatred of chromatic dragons—[Red Dragon Roar Staff (Radiant Grade Tier VII)].
He gripped the staff in his hand and unhesitatingly poured Magic Value into it.
He chose to activate the equipment's [Breath Spray]