Red Island
Zhang Heng took some time to search the bottom of the pool again, confirming that Jörmungandr was indeed not there. And just like the pit above, there were no other exits in this pool.
Zhang Heng turned his gaze back to the stone-carved snake head. This time, he was no longer drawn to its ruby eyes, nor did he pay attention to the lifelike craftsmanship. Instead, he focused on the snake's mouth.
A thought stirred in Zhang Heng's mind, and he suddenly understood what the stone carving was for.
It was not some underwater artistic sculpture at all. It was a door!
The entrance to that door was inside the snake head's gaping mouth.
Even if an ordinary person realized this, they would probably find it difficult to overcome their fear and actually swim into the snake's mouth. Combined with the carving's exquisite workmanship, the open-mouthed snake head radiated an overwhelming sense of menace.
But Zhang Heng had no such concerns. Since joining the game, his emotions had been steadily fading away. Especially fear—he had not known what being afraid felt like for a long time.
Before entering the snake's mouth, he merely inspected the stone carving carefully again. Only after confirming that there were no traps or mechanisms did he grip Hidden Sheath and swim inside.
What greeted Zhang Heng was darkness.
With the Filter Lens unusable, Zhang Heng could only rely on his flashlight to illuminate a small patch ahead. The moment he entered the snake's mouth, he was swept into a turbulent current.
This surprised Zhang Heng somewhat. From the outside, the pool had shown no ripples at all, and during his descent, aside from the water currents he had created himself, he had encountered no natural flow. With his current control and perception, he