A cascade of white plunged down from the sheer cliff face, a dazzling, inverted river of stars.
Water splashed in all directions, raising a mist that filled the air. Below the falls lay a deep pool.
The pool's waters were profoundly deep and pitch-black, like a giant maw madly devouring everything that fell into it. It churned with foam and thunderous roars, its depths seeming to lead straight to the Nine Netherworld.
The edge of the pool was lined with jagged rocks, polished as smooth as mirrors by the current.
"We're here. This is the place!"
Mo Zhaoli glanced around, comparing the scene to her memory and confirming their location.
Lin Changheng nodded slightly. He extended his Divine Sense and, after a distant scan, also confirmed traces of Demon Beast activity nearby.
The claw prints to the side, in particular, had clearly been left by a tiger-like Demon Beast.
A few scattered strands of cyan fur were also matted into the mud.
'A Cyan-striped Tiger!'
