In the end, Jiraiya did not witness the exact moment Mount Myoboku completely collapsed.
Gravely wounded, he was carried on Hizashi's back as they left Mount Myoboku through the passage behind the great waterfall alongside the Hoshinin Corps.
After passing through a bizarrely kaleidoscopic tunnel, the thunderous roar of a waterfall reached his ears. When Jiraiya opened his eyes again, he was already beneath another great waterfall.
"Where is this—?" Jiraiya widened his eyes, draped over Hizashi's shoulder as he looked around.
They stood beneath an enormous waterfall shaped like a semicircle. Water thundered down from above in a drop of more than a hundred meters, while below lay a vast lake over ten kilometers wide. The water pouring down from the falls converged there before surging onward to the south.
On the rocks beneath the waterfall, the Hoshinin Corps were transporting the wounded, along with all manner of supplies plundered from Mount Myoboku—and the toads imprisoned in iron cages.
"This is a large waterfall in the central Land of Rivers." Carrying Jiraiya on his back, Hizashi leapt several times and reached the top of the falls.
He soon landed in a temporary encampment.
"Lord Hizashi!" The moment Hizashi landed, a Hoshinin stepped forward to report the situation.
Jiraiya was quickly settled in the medical area of the temporary camp. The tents were thick with the pungent scent of disinfectant and medicine. Jiraiya saw many Hoshinin wounded during the battle of Mount Myoboku lying in the tents and receiving treatment from medical ninja.
Though many of them were seriously injured, Jiraiya found that they did not seem particularly grief-stricken over the war. Instead, they told one another about their experiences fighting on Mount Myoboku.
The field hospital was tense, and the medical ninja rushed about busily, but it was not