After arriving at the entrance to the basement, poetry and Yueyue showed tension.

Then the poem said aloud: "Master, slaves have something to see."

"Come in." Hu Meng's voice came from inside, slightly weak.

"Yes."

answered, poetry opened the door and went in first, Yueyue and Song Yan walked behind her.

The basement is not dark. Egg-sized night pearls are embedded on the walls, making the light of the whole basement particularly soft.

In the middle of the basement, there is a huge crystal coffin in which Hu Meng is lying.

"Poetry Yueyue, why did you bring an outsider in?"

Hu Meng's voice came again from the crystal coffin.

Yueyue...