Blood Cry Canyon lived up to its name.
Before they even drew close, everyone seemed to smell a thick, overwhelming stench of blood. They also felt an icy killing intent mingled with it, surging toward them like a tangible tide.
The rock walls on either side of the canyon looked different from the ordinary scorched earth of the Burial God Graveyard. They were made of dark red crystals, as though soaked in blood over countless ages, and glimmered with an eerie sheen in the dim light.
They seemed to hear the piercing wails of countless wronged souls and the clash of weapons in battle, sounds that drilled straight into their brains and unsettled their minds.
This was Blood Cry Canyon, one of the most notoriously dangerous places in the Burial God Graveyard.
It was also where the slaughter inheritance lay.
For someone to discover a slaughter inheritance in such a distinctive place was... perfectly reasonable.
Su Ye even felt that it was unreasonably slow for anyone to have found the slaughter inheritance here only now.
What had all the people who came in before been doing?
When Su Ye leisurely arrived at the canyon entrance with Xia Zhiqiu, Zhang Xuan, Su Xingchen, and the others, he found that it was already fairly busy.
Two groups stood at the canyon entrance, clearly separated.
One consisted of the brothers Batu and Bal from the Northern Barrens.
The two brothers were tall and burly, their muscles knotted. They stood like a pair of iron towers, radiating a savage, ferocious aura.
Both brothers wore complicated expressions when they saw Su Ye and the others.
The other group consisted of Dong Huang martial artists, with Wu Haoyang standing most prominently at the front.
He stood with his arms folded, his posture straight as a spear