The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 Entering Sinful Canyon Chapter 117: Chapter 117 Entering Sinful Canyon Of course, there weren’t actually no spiritual beasts here; rather, the number of spiritual beasts was comparatively low.

Generally speaking, the higher the level of the spiritual beast, the larger the range of their activities.

Many spiritual beasts have a sense of territory, occupying a region as their own domain.

Should any foreign spiritual beasts or humans intrude, they would drive them from their territory, or even kill them outright.

Herding spiritual beasts are an exception.

Therefore, upon arriving here, Jing Yan didn’t dare to be careless.

Just because he couldn’t see or even sense the traces of spiritual beasts, it didn’t guarantee absolute safety.

After cautiously searching for a short while, Jing Yan found the entrance to Sinful Canyon.

The entrance was very small, approximately two meters wide and four to five meters high.

From the outside, it looked more like the entrance to a cave.

At the entrance, there was a mottled black stele, on which the words ‘Sinful Canyon’ were carved.

Had he not seen these words, Jing Yan wouldn’t have been certain that this was indeed the entrance to Sinful Canyon.

Standing outside, he carefully probed for a moment to ensure there wasn’t any danger, and then Jing Yan passed through the entrance.

Suddenly, the view before him opened up considerably.

On either side, towering cliffs stretched up into the clouds; the path underfoot meandered, continuously extending forward.

This was Jing Yan’s first time entering Sinful Canyon, and he could only proceed carefully.

About two hours later, Jing Yan had ventured only two to three miles deep into Sinful Canyon.

At that time, he frowned, because he noticed that the white fog around him seemed to be getting thicker.

After entering Sinful Canyon, there was light inside, allowing visibility of scenes from a distance.

However, as he ventured deeper, some white fog appeared in the surrounding environment.

Moreover, as he continued deeper, the fog became increasingly dense.

Furthermore, Jing Yan also noticed that the terrain here seemed to be continually descending.

Having traveled two to three miles, the current position seemed to be more than ten meters below the normal ground level.

The downward slope was not steep, almost imperceptible; had Jing Yan’s perceptive ability not been extremely strong, he might have overlooked it.

“Could it be that Sinful Canyon extends underground?” Jing Yan’s gaze intensified.

“Hmm?”

“Milan Grass?”

As Jing Yan’s gaze shifted, he spotted a stalk of spirit grass growing on the cliff face.

Milan Grass, a third-level spiritual medicine, was worth hundreds of Spirit Stones.

With a swoosh, Jing Yan’s figure flashed, and in an instant, he was beside the Milan Grass, stretching out his hand to collect it.

With a simple stretch of his hand, he could earn hundreds of Spirit Stones—why wouldn’t he be pleased?

Mere martial artists dared not enter Sinful Canyon; this resulted in a relatively high number of spiritual medicines here.

Had this spirit grass been growing in a more conspicuous place outside, it certainly wouldn’t have awaited Jing Yan’s picking.

“Ssss!”

Just at that moment, a golden streak shot out suddenly from the side of a huge rock, springing towards Jing Yan in an attack.

“Heh!” With a twist of his eyes, Jing Yan’s hand released a burst of Sword Light from his Flowing Light Sword, stabbing precisely at that streak of golden light.

“Hiss!”

“Sss!”

The figure, radiating golden light, let out a series of agonized screams before crashing to the ground.

“The Golden Thread Snake, a fifth-level spiritual beast,” Jing Yan narrowed his eyes as he glanced at the Golden Thread Snake on the ground, which he had just sliced in two and was still writhing.

Inside Sinful Canyon, the terrain was incredibly complex; even a corner easy to overlook could hide an extremely terrifying spiritual beast.

The Golden Thread Snake was only about half a meter long and as thick as a human pinkie finger, hidden in the crevices of rocks, making it very difficult for human martial artists to detect.

However, Jing Yan, with his exceptional senses, had detected the fluctuation of its aura before it even launched an attack.

One could say Jing Yan was just waiting for it to make the first move.

With a casual swing of his sword, he had killed the Golden Thread Snake — it seemed effortless.

But if a general martial artist had been attacked by the Golden Thread Snake, then even if they were at the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven or even Eighth Layer Heaven, they would probably have been hit already.

The Golden Thread Snake possessed a very potent venom; once bitten, even if a martial artist had a Detoxification Potion on hand, they would still have more than a fifty percent chance of dying on the spot.

Without a Detoxification Potion, death was almost certain!

The danger of Sinful Canyon was evident from this.

The fangs of the Golden Thread Snake were the most valuable resource on its body.

Their value could reach hundreds of Spirit Stones.

After using his longsword to dig out and collect the Golden Thread Snake’s fangs, Jing Yan quickly left and continued to delve deeper into Sinful Canyon.

Time hurried on, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

In these ten-plus days, Jing Yan had killed more than ten spiritual beasts; had he not deliberately avoided some, the number he killed would have been double.

At this point, Jing Yan understood why martial artists below the Innate Realm dared not enter Sinful Canyon.

There were indeed a noticeable number of high-level spiritual beasts here.

Among the spiritual beasts he had slain, there were as many as three Seventh-level Spiritual Beasts.

What concept was a Seventh-level Spiritual Beast?

A Fourth-level Spiritual Beast could match a human martial artist in the Martial Arts Seventh Heaven Realm in terms of attack power.

A fifth-level Spiritual Beast could kill most of the human martial artists in the Martial Arts Eighth Heaven Realm in a fight.

A sixth-level Spiritual Beast was enough to cause a Ninth Layer Heaven Martial Artist to fall on the spot.

A Seventh-level Spiritual Beast, to put it bluntly, could nearly rival a human martial artist in the Early Innate Realm.

How could human martial artists below the Innate Realm survive leaving Sinful Canyon alive?

Only if they were exceptionally lucky and didn’t encounter Seventh-level Spiritual Beasts or even more terrifying ones; otherwise, it was almost certain death.

Even the numbers of a large adventuring party like Flame’s, if they dared venture dozens of miles deep into Sinful Canyon, would at least lose more than half, if not be completely annihilated.

During these ten-plus days, Jing Yan also discovered quite a few Spirit Grasses, about more than ten in total.

However, almost all were low-level Spiritual Grasses, namely First Level, Second Level, and Third-level Spirit Grasses.

Among them, only one was a Fourth-level Spirit Grass and also a relatively cheap kind, valued at only about a thousand Spirit Stones.

Of course, Jing Yan didn’t think Sinful Canyon was not worth much, because he could feel that although he had ventured a hundred miles deep, this distance could be only a small part of the entire Sinful Canyon.

By this time, Jing Yan also became somewhat anxious, because he had not yet found the Purple Incense Flower he was looking for.

The Purple Incense Flower, although only a Third-level Spirit Grass, couldn’t be bought in the outside market, and Jing Yan himself had to obtain it.

Regardless of its market value, it was priceless to Jing Yan.

And here, Jing Yan became even more cautious with his movements; if an Eighth-level Spiritual Beast appeared, then with Jing Yan’s current strength, he would definitely be in trouble.