Inside the volcano, heatwaves rolled in waves. Occasionally, bursts of hot air mixed with thick smoke would cause the surrounding rock walls to turn a glowing red. Only after the heatwaves subsided would the walls gradually return to their original color, though anyone daring enough to touch them would likely suffer a severe burn.
Yet, in this very environment, two figures walked with ease.
One, with hair as red as fire, moved with clothes that emitted a faint shimmer. As the heat washed over him, it simply dissipated, unable to penetrate his body in the slightest. The other, clad in black and red robes with a copper coin mask over his face, radiated a grim, chilling aura as he walked. This frigid energy swirled around him, keeping the heat at bay.
Chapter 473