The underground cave was very dark, so dark it weighed heavily on one's heart. Looking up towards the direction of the exit, the exit gradually shrank from the size of a carriage to that of a manhole cover.
Moreover, due to the constant increase in humidity in the air, the torch in his hand began to dim, even dangerously flickering as if the dense moisture could extinguish it at any moment.
Fortunately, Zhang Chen quickly used a skill, sweeping away all the moisture within ten meters around him, allowing the torch to regain its previous brightness.
Yet Zhang Chen was not afraid; with skills in hand, he naturally wouldn't be scared by mere darkness, especially since he was here for the Dragon Seed.