Chapter 23.7

After finishing writing, he looked at it and thought it was fine, so he rolled it up and stuffed it back into the small cylinder. He let Bai Ying continue to bring the news back.

Later on the white eagle ate its fill of eagle food, drank some water, and rested its legs and feet, it flew away.

Ben, chewing on a piece of jerky, blankly asked Kevin, "What did you draw just now?"

"Baitou Mountain," Kevin replied without hesitation. "Of course you can't see it."

Ben ignored this non sequitur and tilted his head. "Then why did you draw a dot on the top of the mountain and call it a hole? There's a hole on the top of the mountain? I didn't see it."

Kevin waved his hand. "It's behind that rock. Don't worry about it. We have to go through there later anyway."

Ben did not understand the implications of Kevin's words and simply said, "Oh."

Twenty minutes later, when they were all standing around the enormous hole, Ben finally understood what Kevin meant by "go through there later."

They had lived for many years and had heard countless legends about Paektu Mountain and Yongsheng Waterfall. In their minds, they had always pictured the waterfall cascading down the side of the mountain, or perhaps halfway up. They had never imagined that the waterfall could be embedded in the mountain.

Baektou Hill is not only tall and somewhat peculiar on the outside, but also on the inside—it is hollow.

There is a massive hole on the summit of the mountain. If one peers into the hole from its edge, one can see all the way to the bottom, like a natural well on the ground. The so-called Eternal Life Waterfall resides at the "bottom of the well."

As for why the water at the bottom of the well is called a waterfall...

This is because there is a massive pothole at the bottom of the well. The pothole is not natural, as its edge is a layer of steps that spiral down into the hole. If it were not in such a dangerous place, it would at first glance resemble the circular fountain pool with steps on the edge of the central temple square of Saint Antis.

However, this place is not as gentle and tranquil as a fountain. Enormous quantities of water rush down the steps from all sides and pour directly into the black hole in the center. Because the water is moving so quickly, a massive vortex forms in the center.

Ben and Nick lay stunned by the hole for a while, listening to the sounds within.

The sound of rushing water inside was amplified by the layers of the mountain wall, becoming particularly powerful. It sounded like a howling wind accompanied by thousands of galloping horses, making people's hearts throb and tremble.

"Where do we go from here?" Nick inquired, trembling.

Kevin Qin Beast Fassbender gestured towards the vortex and responded, "Jump in."

Ban let out a loud sigh and immediately pouted.

As they stood at a height of 1,000 meters, shaking on their legs, preparing to take the ultimate leap, Oswald had just finished running the Medical Officer's Academy, Priest's Academy, and the three major legion camps in the Ugin Suspended Palace at the northern end, making little progress. In the afternoon, he managed to obtain some free time and planned on taking a nap to refresh his spirit.

However, in such a brief period, he dreamt of some gruesome scenes. In summary, each dream concluded with Kevin's several methods of death. Either they were shot by sharp arrows from the tomb of the gods, nailed to tall stone statues, or fell to the ground from a great height...every time pierced through the heart.

Ultimately, each dream concluded with Kevin's lifeless expression, blood seeping out from under his body while his black pupils slowly and clearly dilated.

Oswald's fingers twitched as he jolted awake once again. He wasn't sure when a layer of cold sweat evaporated from his body, and the wind brought in by the window felt cold and sticky, making him extremely uncomfortable.

After lying down for a while with a low air pressure all over his body, he finally wiped his face and sat up. He then opened the door of the bedside cabinet with a dour expression, retrieving the crumpled parchment with the white-headed hills drawn on it, and squinted at it for a moment.

However...

An idea flickered in his mind, but he shook his head and immediately vetoed it.

Just as he was about to turn over and get out of bed, the cavalry commander, Peter, knocked on the door and urgently reported, "Your Majesty, there is an urgent message."