It was not an ordinary black, but a deep, dark green that seemed to swallow light. Its surface was smooth and delicate, and it was warm to the touch. In the dim light, the Gemstone emitted a faint glow, and within it, the vague shape of a fierce young dragon was visible, seemingly waiting for the moment to break out of its shell. The young dragon's outline drifted faintly inside the Gemstone, occasionally giving a slight tremor as if trying to convey some kind of message. This Dragon Egg was like a small world; through the seemingly translucent black shell, Fang Zhou could vaguely sense the life fluctuations contained within.
