The man had wrapped himself in layer upon layer of Defense Artifacts, but he made no attempt to break through the spatial blockade. He warily watched Xu Huo. "What exactly do you want?"
"To ask you a few questions." Xu Huo said, "How many days have you been in here?"
"Twelve days," the man replied.
Xu Huo narrowed his eyes. "I don't have much patience. If we can't have a straightforward conversation, I'll have to find someone else."
The man sensed the killing intent and his expression shifted slightly. "Fifteen days."
"You weren't among the first batch of Players to enter." Xu Huo said, "Are any of the earliest Players still alive?"
"The first batch of Players came in on the tenth day after the Dungeon was generated. It's been more than twenty days now. Do you think anyone's still alive?" the man countered.
Xu Huo thought for a moment, then turned to ask the people hiding upstairs, "Does anyone know if any of the first batch of Players are still alive?"
Silence was his only reply.
"Fine." Xu Huo brought the entire building where the Players were hiding within the range of his spatial control, then instantly raised a vast belt of spatial bodies.
The sudden surge of Space Power made it difficult for the Players present to tell whether it had affected the space within the Dungeon area. If such concentrated Space Power collapsed, the consequences would surely be unpredictable. What if the Dungeon area was caught up in it?
"Are you crazy?" A Player immediately jumped out and activated an item. Several layers of iron cages descended on Xu Huo from different directions!
"Don't kill him!" Someone emerged from a building on the other side. He was more worried that Xu Huo's sudden death would send the