In a secluded corner of Dragon Abyss, thick black smoke continuously billowed from an enormous volcanic crater hundreds of miles across.
This crater might have been older than Dragon Abyss itself. Every rock here gave off an aura that unsettled dragons. Added to that was the extreme barrenness—there was not even a single ground rat to be found—so no living creature ever approached this place under normal circumstances.
Chi and his precious daughter, Chi Meier, walked forward over fine black, glazed-sand-like gravel. As they walked, they kept muttering greetings for some old fellow who had chosen this place as his sleeping ground. Apart from the intense stench of sulfur, not even the slightest trace of magical elemental power existed in the air here. For the Chi father and daughter, who were accustomed to dense fire elements, walking here was as miserable as an ordinary person walking through a desert.
Moreover, an exceptionally ingenious anti-air magic array had been laid here. Nothing about the place looked unusual on the surface, but even peak demigods could not take flight here. Even a Dragon Emperor as powerful as Chi could not fly through the sky and could only walk obediently on the ground.
What was especially disgusting was that the magical restrictions here also limited walking speed. Chi and Chi Meier could only amble along at an ordinary person's pace. If they tried to run even a little faster, the invisible spatial restrictions would immediately send them to the edge of the volcano.
"I hate this place!" Chi wiped the sweat from his forehead and roared furiously. "Just like I hate that old bastard!"
"For the sake of the divine artifact!" Chi Meier pulled a gigantic curved blade from somewhere and viciously slashed at the air. "For your ten-thousandth birthday, he has to