Liu Zheng didn't know what these colors represented, but he chose to investigate the largest and most noticeable stain without hesitation.
He walked up to the red stain and found it clinging to a moss-covered rock.
The rock looked to weigh at least several hundred pounds, but it was nothing to Liu Zheng now.
He bent down and wrapped the rock with two tentacles.
Using four tentacles would be easier, but then he wouldn't be able to react quickly.
After all, red generally represents danger.
Sure enough, as soon as Liu Zheng lifted the rock, a bone arrow shot towards his face.
He swung the Dragon Scale Blade to block it, the bone arrow hit the blade and then weakly fell.
Liu Zheng didn't look at what was beneath the rock but picked up the bone arrow first.
His hand holding the Dragon Scale Blade was eager to strike at the slightest sign of poison.
Fortunately, the arrow was not poisoned.
Or perhaps, the poison simply didn't affect him.
