In the sky, fireballs burst apart one after another, like exploding suns. This was undoubtedly the most beautiful sight on the Red Soil Continent, yet no one appreciated it now. Every living creature's eyes were filled with nothing but despair.
Those fireballs were none other than Black Dragons flying out from underground. These beings that had dominated every Dungeon were now falling within the Void Expanse like cannon fodder.
At the peak of a mountain far away, Li Ziran silently watched the exploding fireballs. At his feet lay a narrow, twisted underground fissure. At its bottom, a flowing river of magma could vaguely be seen. Yet the once crimson magma had now lost its heat, as though its temperature had been drained away, gradually congealing.
No one knew that the problem lay within this fissure. The magma was still magma, but the Void Elements carefully hidden beneath it had been completely stripped away.
The violent tide had surged straight into the Dungeon, driving those lofty Black Dragon Lords out.
They crawled crookedly out of the fissure one after another and flew toward the outside of the Void Expanse, only to be met by an even more violent tide. Without their protective shells, the void power hidden within the Black Dragons was completely triggered.
Within the tide, that power was deadly poison.
"Do you need to rest?" Goni asked softly. He could see a Black Dragon escaping. It might have been the only living thing to get out. It was not that they had deliberately let it go; rather, that Black Dragon's strange organs seemed to have long adapted to the current tide.
Li Ziran's complexion was not good now. His repeated dives into nothingness had worsened his disorientation, and his ever-changing moods had begun to slip beyond his control.
Lowering