Only when you get here can you see the true face of Sky-Splitting Cliff.
Looking up at the two peaks from close by, the peaks seem to be hidden in the dark red clouds. The sword marks on the mountains extend from halfway up the mountain to the bottom of the valley, each of which is several feet wide.
These marks are only shocking when seen from a distance, but only when you get up close can you truly feel the scale of the battle a thousand years ago. The monks who can leave such sword marks on such a mountain are at least Golden Core Middle Stage.
However, the mountain itself did not show obvious weathering or collapse due to the Spiritual Qi severance. Instead, the thousand-year-old unique environment seemed to have covered this area with an invisible layer of protection, solidifying everything at the moment the war ended.
Qin Tiexin stood at the entrance and took a look inside. It became narrower and narrower as it went in. The narrowest point could only accommodate three people shoulder to shoulder. The cliff above the head hung high, leaving only a ray of gray skylight.
The cliffs on both sides are nearly vertical, so flat that they don't look like they were formed naturally, but rather like they were split open from top to bottom by a huge sword.
There are no spiritual grasses Spirit Plant in the valley, and not even traces of mutated plants can be seen. Instead, there are a few clumps of extremely inconspicuous weeds growing between the stone crevices at the base of the cliff. The leaves are ordinary green, have no aura, and have no mutations. They are the kind of weeds commonly seen on ordinary people's fields.
Qin Tiexin withdrew his gaze and put the iron rod at his feet. He lowered his head and checked the two knots around his waist to confirm that the knots were not loose. Then he tightened the lead tied around his waist and looked back at the other four people.
Lin Chuan stepped forward with a solemn look on his face. "Senior Brother Ming, be careful when you go in. If there are obstacles on the road, remove them if you can, and try to keep the passage as smooth as possible. If you encounter danger, pull the rope hard, don't resist, we will pull you back immediately."
He paused, moved his eyes from Qin Tiexin's face to the deep canyon behind him, and added, "If you pass smoothly, after you feel Spiritual Qi's recovery, pull the rope three times. If the length of the rope is exhausted and you have not left the Jueling area, pull it twice. Try not to shout loudly after entering the valley, as it will be troublesome if it causes a rockfall."
Qin Tiexin nodded. Holding the iron rod tightly in his left hand, he turned around and walked towards the canyon.
The remaining four people spread out and stood in place.
Du Heng is in the front, inserting the broadsword on the ground beside him, holding the rope with both hands. Liu Suifeng stands two feet behind Du Heng, with the array disk already in his arms, holding the rope with both hands as well. Xu Ying stands on Liu Suifeng Next to, retract the Pill Furnace pendant to your waist, and wrap the rope twice around the palm. Lin Chuan is at the end, step back half a step with your left foot to stabilize your center of gravity, wrap the remaining rope around the waist, and wrap it twice around the arm to ensure that the stress points are dispersed.
"Let go." Lin Chuan gave the order, and the four of them loosened their palms at the same time, and the dark silver Thousand-Fathom Heavenly Silk rope began to follow Qin Tiexin's pace and slide down the depths of the canyon at a constant speed.
Qin Tiexin Go forward step by step.
The ground beneath my feet gradually turned from dark red to gray-black, and the loose gravel made a dry crunching sound when the soles of my boots ran over it.
The feeling of stepping on a rock without spiritual power is indeed different, it is brittle and hard. The Spiritual Qi in the air is getting thinner and thinner. After walking about a hundred steps, there is only the last trace of spiritual power left in the air, which is much worse than the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the mortal world.
He looked inside and saw that the Spiritual Qi that originally roamed in the meridians had all faded away, and the inner walls of the meridians were empty, like a dry river bed. The white-gold cyclone was motionless at the bottom of the spiritual liquid pool, and its rotation speed was as slow as It is almost imperceptible. Fire of Life is burning quietly in the ventricle of the heart, and the color of Flame fades to the most basic blue, without any spiritual power or stimulation from Essence Blood.
Qin Tiexin tried to call on the spiritual power. Divine Sense pulled Spiritual Qi in Dantian and pushed it into the meridians. Spiritual Qi moved very slowly.. He tried to urge Fire of Life to use the power of Essence Blood. Fire of Life jumped a little, but the effect was not 10% as good as usual. These methods are basically useless in the Jueling Zone.
He clenched his left fist, clenched and unclenched it purely by the force of muscle contraction, and moved his shoulder blade and right leg.
The power in the muscles is still there, Qi and Blood is flowing quietly in the blood vessels, and the warm blood carries a sense of solid strength. It is not the increase brought by Cultivation Method, nor the power bonus converted by Fire of Life, but the most basic and fundamental physical strength of his body.
He felt a little more at ease now.
Keep going.
The moment he entered the entrance of the canyon, the last trace of Spiritual Qi completely disappeared, and everything in the outside world was completely cut off from the spiritual energy induction in the body. At this moment, breathing even produced a slight sense of frustration. The original spiritual energy touch with a slightly moist and grassy smell in the air completely disappeared, and turned into a dry, thin, slightly dusty air.
He took a deep breath, and the air without spiritual nourishment spread in his lungs. It was dry and rough, but the familiar smell of the world made him feel slightly dazed.
This feeling is almost the same as when I was at Great Xuan.
After calming down for a moment, he continued walking forward.
The canyon became narrower and narrower as we walked, and the cliffs on both sides got closer and closer. Qin Tiexin felt that Dantian had never been so quiet. All the martial arts that required spiritual power, such as Arhat Fist's Vajra Dharma Aspect, Golden Light Incantation's body protection glazing, and Arhat Dharma Aspect Body's condensation, could not be used at all.
Maybe Stone-Shattering Staff Technique and Heavy Mountain Saber Technique's moves that rely on physical strength skills can still be used, but only the moves are left. In a place like this, the only difference from an ordinary person is that he has physical strength, reaction speed and combat experience that far exceed ordinary people.
There are not many obstacles on the ground.
The bottom of the canyon is a relatively flat gravel road. There are many broken weapons, broken swords, broken shields, and cracked formation disk fragments scattered on the road. These weapons lost the protection of spiritual power in the unique environment and decayed faster than Law Artifact outside. Qin Tiexin was not in a hurry to walk fast. As he walked, he used iron rods to push the remains of weapons on the ground to both sides.
Although these wreckage had completely lost their spiritual power, some of the edges were still Sharpness. The ropes were dragging on the ground and might break if they were cut by sharp blades. He cleaned them all the way, kicking all the gravel and iron pieces that might be in the way to the base of the cliff and stacking them, leaving a clean rope path.
At the same time, outside the canyon.
The rope slid between the four people's hands at a constant speed, and the dark silver thread slowly extended forward against the ground, occasionally flicking on the gravel. Liu Suifeng's eyes were fixed on the scale Spirit Rune on the rope. As the rope was consumed, the scale numbers on it were beating one by one. Nearly an incense stick had passed since Qin Tiexin stepped into the canyon.
"It's been more than a mile." Liu Suifeng stared at the scale on the rope and reported in a low voice, "According to the speed at which the rope was released before, Senior Brother Ming should have reached the narrowest part of the canyon."
Du Heng put his toes against a protruding rock as a fulcrum, held the rope tightly with both hands, and looked toward the canyon with a frown. "Why is there no movement at all?"
"No movement is the best news." Lin Chuan's eyes never left the entrance of the canyon, "In a place like this, if there is movement, it will only be bad news."