My Waste Husband
Chapter 788

Chapter 788

China had a long history of thousands of years.

Looking through ancient books, there were too many places with mythical elements.

Kun mountain in China had the title of the ancestor of all mountains. In the past thousands of years, there were too many incredible stories regarding this mountain.

There was a rumor that the Goddess of the West, a fairy, lived in Kun mountain. She had a human head and a body of a leopard and was served by two immortal green birds. Goddess of the West, together with the Duke of the East, were responsible for cultivating immortality.

In Kun Mountain, there was such a place known as the forbidden area of the world and was publicly acknowledged as one of the top ten secret realms of the world. This place was known as Kun's Gates of Hell.

The sky was boundless, and the wind blew gently across the grass. In the eyes of the shepherds, this place was heaven.

However, the shepherds living in Kun Mountain would rather let the cattle and sheep starve to death in Gobi Desert because they did not dare enter this sacred place.

"The Gates of Hell." Henry looked at the valley in front of him. Under the guidance of the man in a linen robe, who was also called Sackcloth Visitor, he came to Kun mountain and stood in front of the legendary Gates of Hell.

It was now the middle of November. The mountain was covered with accumulated snow.

In front of the valley, Henry saw countless remains.

"What's inside the Gates of Hell?" Henry looked towards the inner part of the valley. When he looked into the valley, he felt a hint of fear.

Sackcloth Visitor shook his head and said, "Kun Mountain has been the source of the mythical power for over 5000 years. There are too many legends since ancient times that were spread out regarding this place. I have never been to the Gates of Hell. 30 years ago, there was plenty of fresh grass. A herdsman rode a horse into the valley. But the next day, a horse carried his body to the entrance of the valley. He didn't have any wounds on his body, but he was dead. It was impossible to find the cause of his death because the medicine was not as developed as it is now."

The man told Henry some stories about the Gates of Hell.

"Later, there was an exploration team who wanted to find out the secrets of this valley. It is said that in the evening after entering the valley, the one team member suddenly roared and fainted. After three hours, he woke up. The first thing the team member said was that he was struck by lightning."

"At that time, everyone thought that the team member was under too much pressure and had hallucinations. After all, the sky was cloudless that night. They all set up camps in the valley and rested for a night. In the end, when the team members went out of their tents on the morning of the next day, they found that the grass on the ground had turned black. The whole valley looked like it was struck by lightning and the loess had turned black. Just like the ashes, the animals and plants had completely disappeared. There were bones of different animals everywhere. It was really terrifying. However, no one heard the sound of the thunder that night, and finally, the guard was stunned to find out that more than a dozen experienced guards had fallen asleep last night. When they looked for the team member again, they realized he was burned and killed by the lightning."

Man's voice was hoarse. When he spoke of these stories, he gave off a gloomy and strange feeling.

If Henry had heard these stories half a year ago, he would have considered them as a joke. But now, he was full of awe for this world.

"Alright, let's forget about these things. Once you're powerful enough and make a trip to the Gates of Hell, you'll see with your own eyes." The man patted Henry on the shoulder and changed the direction.

"Your master has been living on this mountain all this time?" Henry looked at the snow on the mountain and asked curiously.

"My master used to live in the city, but in recent years, he has only been able to prolong his life in this mountain," Sackcloth Visitor replied.

"Prolong his life?" Henry was curious.

"You'll understand when you see him." Sackcloth Visitor didn't tell Henry the details.

The Kun mountain was filled with a mysterious colour. According to the stories, the entire mountain was fraught with danger. However, there were still countless people flocking to the top of the mountain. All they wanted to do was take a look at the beautiful scenery of the mountain peak.

The mountain was covered with white snow. One couldn't see the whole surroundings at a glance. If one wanted to see the scenery elsewhere, he could only climb different peaks. Whenever one climbed over different peaks, he would feel as if the world in front of him had changed completely.

Maybe one second ago, one was still stepping on the loess. When he climbed over a mountain, his feet would unconsciously step into snow and then into strange winter grass.

The scenery here was so beautiful that if this place was open for the public, there would be long queues waiting to take pictures.

Henry and Sackcloth Visitor were walking around Kun Mountain.

A person who would come here for the first time would get lost if not accompanied by someone who was familiar with this area.

The mountain was filled with a very strong magnetism that would completely interfere with the compass. The direction couldn't be distinguished through external equipment. When one climbed to the top of the mountain, not only could he see higher mountains, but also those mountains were blocked by the clouds around them.

Henry followed the man and they walked for three hours.

A cold wind blew, and Henry's body felt a little cold.

"There's something wrong with the temperature here," Henry said.

"There is nothing wrong with this place." The man said. "We are here. This is the place where my master lives. You can go in."

Sackcloth Visitor stopped.

Henry saw a cave right in front of him.

The interior of the cave was pitch-black, but for some reason, a sparkling light would flash inside from time to time.

Henry took a step forward and felt a gust of cold wind sweeping from the cave, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"The temperature here is negative 30 degrees."

Henry exhaled, and his breath could be seen clearly.

When Henry took a step back, the temperature returned to normal.

"I've told you, there's nothing wrong here." The man said again, "Go ahead, His Excellency has been waiting for you."

Henry nodded and walked into the cave.

Henry had no good impression of this man, nor did he feel any antipathy. According to Henry's personal experience, Sackcloth Visitor would not harm him, so he had no hesitation.

There were a few stalactites hanging on the top of the cave.

The entrance road was not flat and was full of potholes and bumps. There were protruding rocks in some places. The surface of the rocks was covered with a layer of frost, so when one looked from the outside, he would see a glimmer of crystal from time to time.

Walking into the cave, Henry could feel that the temperature had dropped a lot, and the hairs on his body were standing up unconsciously.

If an ordinary person came in, he or she would feel the hair in their nose freeze even if they had mask on their face.