Lin En stopped.
In the darkness, that voice drew closer.
With a sharp pop, like a spark bursting, the boy lit the torch in his hand and appeared a hundred paces away, smiling as he walked unhurriedly toward him.
Strangely enough, he didn't have a single injury on him, as though the monsters' assault hadn't hurt him at all.
And at that moment...
Lin En also sensed just how dangerous this fellow was.
He narrowed his eyes.
After all, if the boy really had spent ten whole years here, as he'd claimed, there was no way he didn't have a few tricks up his sleeve.
More importantly...
Lin En watched him approach step by step, smiling as he asked warily:
"What did you see?"
Firstborn stopped a dozen or so paces away and gently shook his head.
"Nothing. They were pinning me down and beating me up, and I only just managed to get free... But you're the real surprise. I certainly misjudged you earlier. I didn't expect you to be so strong. Those... aren't ordinary monsters."
He looked around in every direction.
"The darkness has receded."
Lin En narrowed his eyes, unsure whether he was lying.
At such close range, he didn't believe for a moment that this fellow hadn't sensed anything. Of course, Lin En wasn't afraid. If things turned violent, he could simply trigger reality collapse and drag him straight down into the Ninth Realm. At worst, he could return afterward. No big deal.
"How many origin substances do you have?"
Lin En smiled.
To escape unscathed from monsters that powerful, surely he had to have at least seven or eight origin substances.
After all, how many people who could get by in the Seventh Layer were ordinary?
The boy smiled and shook his head.
"How should