Princess Against the World

"You mean... there is also an entrance to the gods here?" Mr. Meng looked around nervously.

Although he didn't come here many times, he still knew whether there was an entrance or not.

“But I’ve been here many times and I’ve never found any entrance!!”

Ling Luoyu shook his head and frowned slightly: "I don't know very well...it's just speculation!!"

Wherever there is an entrance to the Gods, there must at least be some traces of their existence, such as carved totems with patterns. There are none now, so Ling Luoyu is not sure.

"However, other than that, we can't seem to find a better reason to explain this matter..."

"Yeah..." Mr. Meng sighed, his eyes becoming more and more confused: "This person suddenly appeared, and he has the signature pattern of the Gods on his body..."

He suddenly stopped speaking, as if he remembered something, and suddenly looked up at Ling Luoyu, the corner of his mouth twitching, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Child...you think...Hanlin...will something happen?"

Judging from that power, Hanlin must have encountered something.

But now there are no living people and no corpses, which makes Mr. Meng feel anxious.

"Could he have met someone from the God Clan?"

"It's hard to say..."

Ling Luoyu stood up and looked around, smiling bitterly.

"There are no traces at all now. Even if there is some information, we can guess 50-60%... But now..."

She looked into the depths of the mist-shrouded volcano with a sharp look in her eyes.

"Mr. Meng, take a look at this person's body to see if there are any other clues. I'll go ahead and take a look...in case there are any clues..."

"I'll accompany you..."

"No, I can handle it myself!"

"Then be careful!"

Ling Luoyu responded calmly and walked towards the depths of the mist.

The further inside she went, the thicker the heat became and the smell of sulfur became stronger. It seemed that her body was exuding the smell of sulfur.

Faintly, the goddess's call came from behind.

"Mr. Meng...girl...where are you?!"

"Ancestor?!"

Ling Luoyu hesitated for a moment, looking at the still unfathomable depths, and finally responded and withdrew.

Just halfway through, I met the goddess who came to greet me.

"Girl, why did you go so deep?! Have you found Hanlin?!"

"No... Ancestor, why did you come down?"

"I couldn't see you being anxious and not replying, so I couldn't help but come here... By the way, where is Lao Meng?!"

The goddess raised her head and looked behind Ling Luoyu.

"Where did that old guy go? I just saw a pool of blood, but no one was there. I thought something happened to you, and I was shocked...!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly changed, he looked at the goddess intently, and the corners of his lips twitched: "Ancestor, what do you mean by this?!"

"What do you mean?!" Shengu was confused when she was asked back: "I just wanted to ask where Mr. Meng is... what's wrong?!"

When she asked this, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with her, right? !

Could it be——

"Girl, did something happen to Lao Meng? That pool of blood...is Lao Meng's?!"

Who knows——

Ling Luoyu's expression became more and more wrong: "What? You didn't see Mr. Meng?!"

"Lao Meng? No... I didn't see anyone along the way, but I saw that pile of blood!"

The goddess became more and more nervous by Ling Luoyu's expression, her eyes were frightened.

"Girl...did something really happen to Lao Meng?!"