C2336 I want this city!

I want this city!

Ka ka ka!

A string of sounds from a mechanism resonated outwards, and a large lid that was as black as ink suddenly dropped down, sealing off the entrance to the "Eighteen Hells", just as Di Ma flew up from below.

In the blink of an eye, the inky black metal lid was burnt red!

"Hahaha!" I know what this is, it's the most heat-resistant Black Fire Gold