"A vessel that held the first flame?"
Lin Jin was surprised. Could that be what was drawing him here?
The blizzard outside the cave showed no sign of stopping, but despite the cold, Lin Jin could still feel warmth coming from somewhere far away.
In a world where gods truly existed, every concept had its own unique place.
Lin Jin began to think, trying to connect everything that had seemed so disjointed.
Just as the lowest place had to be the Sea of the Unlight, there would always be something special at the highest place, too.
It was almost inevitable.
Even purely from a gameplay perspective, there had to be something at the end of the road.
After all, an ancient civilization had once existed in this region, and there was no way such a civilization had never tried to reach the summit.
The more Lin Jin thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
In any case, whether he was right or not, anything a Snail Shaman would devote so much effort to researching could not be ordinary.
The Snail Shaman paced back and forth in the cave, leafing through the notebook in his hands.
His expression kept changing as he read, shifting between surprise and confusion.
Before long, he had read the entire notebook.
Yet when the Snail Shaman closed it, he did not look happy. Instead, he let out a long sigh. "What a shame."
"Unfortunately, most of this material is nothing but ancient texts, legends, and rumors."
"After researching it for so long, my uncle still never found the actual object this description referred to, not even by the time he died."
After going through the whole notebook again and again without finding anything, the Snail Shaman had no choice but to give up.
But thinking