Inside the pure-white metal corridor, as she looked at the sealed high risk area ahead, a trace of complex emotion flickered vaguely through Pink Haired Girl's eyes.
Although she was no longer the Central God Houtu she had once been, she had still fully inherited Houtu's memories.
Because of "her" personality in the past, she did not actually have many friends. The Four Directions Gods could be counted among the very few friends she had.
East God Jumang, South God Zhurong, West God Rushou, North Sea Yu Jiang.
But she had never expected that, when they met again after such a vast passage of time, it would be like this.
Even the guy hiding behind the computer 🖥 screen could sense the chaotic and ominous aura inside, so naturally, she could as well.
Chaos, confusion, brutality, savagery...
—Even if the one inside had once been her old friend, he was no longer the person she knew.
"An old friend... which one of the Four Gods?"
Raising an eyebrow slightly as he looked at Pink Haired Girl, Bai Zhi spoke up.
The only ones she could call old friends were the Four Directions Gods of the Shan Hai Realm, who had mysteriously vanished in the legends.
"...East God Jumang."
After closing her eyes and sensing things for a moment, Pink Haired Girl opened them and sighed.
"Wood God Jumang is also the God of Spring and governs the growth of all trees beneath heaven. Logically speaking, as the God of Spring, His aura should be full of vitality and vigor no matter when it is. But what I sense now is only ruin and withering, along with a blank indifference toward everything. If I'm not mistaken, His self-awareness should have already been completely worn away."
"Wood God Jumang..."
—For some reason,