The closer to the garden center, the taller the Fog Lamp Grass grew, with those in the center even reaching Xia Nan's chest.
Likewise, the thicker stems and dense roots made the light emitted from the lanterns at the top of the Fog Lamp Grass even brighter, swaying like blue-white incandescent light.
Amidst these dazzling rays, the silent and massive object stood like a "light cocoon," intertwined among leaves and the radiance.
Holding the Ash Fall Straight Sword tightly, he parted the Fog Lamp Grass blocking his path and slowly approached.
As the distance between them closed, Xia Nan finally saw the full view of the "light cocoon."
He was sitting there cross-legged.
Or rather, it was "its" former body remaining in place.
