Chaos Continent

As space twisted slightly, a figure cloaked from head to toe in a Black Robe quietly appeared. In his right hand, he held a staff some seventy or eighty centimeters long, pitch-black throughout and engraved with exquisite patterns.

Set into the top of the staff was a fist-sized grayish-white crystal with an uneven surface.

It was the Demon Core of an Emperor-grade Demonic Beast, worth over ten billion.

Though the figure's face was hidden beneath the hood, the faint outline of his features still revealed him to be a man.

A young man of ordinary build, around 1.8 meters tall.

"Damn my luck. It's the Lava Region again. Out of ten crossings, eight lead to this cursed place."

The figure floated in midair, looking down over the land as he muttered to himself.

Beneath his feet stretched a land woven from blood-red and black.

Even from fifty or sixty meters above, he could still feel the scorching heat below.

Within a hundred-mile radius, volcanic craters could be seen everywhere. Rumbling sounds rose from time to time as searing lava and ash erupted into the sky, becoming red waterfalls. The lava snaked across the ground like rivers of blood, then cooled into jet-black rocks.

The space here warped from the intense heat. Rolling volcanic ash and black smoke filled the sky, blotting out the sun and plunging the world into dimness.

"In this damned place, even breathing fresh air is a luxury. Next time, I definitely need to bring an oxygen tank."

Though he grumbled, the figure's gaze cautiously swept his surroundings. The next instant, he vanished.

A crimson streak shot through the spot where he had been, then plunged into the searing lava below and disappeared.

"Species Tag 92. Resembles a snake, approximately 1.2 to 1.3 meters long, but lacks