A Lucky Chance
While searching the molten ground inside the vast rift, Leon furrowed his brows before spreading his divine sense.
However, all he found were a few broken parts of scorched corpses belonging to weaker blacksmiths like how charcoal would crack apart like chalk.
Duke Ignis was nowhere to be seen.
"With Duke Ignis's strength, his body shouldn't be among one of these scorched corpses," Leon muttered with a frown.
He was not aware of what level his future father-in-law had reached in his cultivation, but he was confident that Duke Ignis was the strongest Fire Awakener within the group of blacksmiths.
It did not make sense for such a person to fall while 3-Star Ranked Awakeners survived, albeit with a single breath of life left in them.
"Hm? The molten lava is flowing into the tiny passageways, leading deeper into the subterranean world. Could Duke Ignis have been swept inside one of these passages?" Leon's frown deepened in thought.