In most of this underground world, it's pitch black. All the monsters can track enemies in the dark, so adventurers mostly carry lanterns or other lighting devices, or possess spells to create brightness, see in the dark, etc., fully searching for potential treasures in this subterranean world.
Just as he did on the two layers above, Wang Zhifan continued to walk slowly with a single-handed sword, relying solely on his powerful perception to gauge the surroundings. If he encountered a monster, he wouldn't provoke it, and most monsters ignored him, making it feel no different from a leisurely outing.
"Help! Help!"
Suddenly, in the endless underground darkness, he heard a child's cry for help from afar. The voice was tinged with panic and innocence, making him involuntarily curl up his lips in a smile.
"A child in such a place? It's insulting to one's intelligence... It must be monsters in disguise."
