Half a day passed, and the several dozen-mile expanse of the Golden Horn Mountain Clan Territory had been searched thoroughly by a group of people, but they had not found the location of the Jin Family's treasure vault.
Lin Shilu frowned, deep in thought.
They had searched quite meticulously, practically turning over every inch of the Jin Family Clan's Territory, but still, they hadn't found it.
Although they had anticipated it wouldn't be easy, after all, such a secretive matter wouldn't be known to more than ten people even within the Jin Family Clan.
"Where could it be?"
While brooding over this conundrum, a loud shout came from not too far away; it was Lin Tianming who seemed to have found something, prompting Lin Shilu to immediately rush over.
At the base of the main peak of Golden Horn Mountain, where several rivers converged, a waterfall dozens of feet wide roared down with imposing momentum, a truly magnificent sight.
