Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 186 The Grand Canyon of Death

"When I first entered the Grand Canyon of Death, I felt a lot of things were wrong. It was too quiet, not to mention soul beasts, I couldn't even see ordinary animals, not even birds and insects."

"Just..." Yan paused for a while to organize his words, "It's like a dead place, no life survives."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since you will go to the Grand Canyon of Death, it means that it should be safe there. Isn't the Grand Canyon of Death a place of experience for the Wuhun Palace?"

Yan nodded, "I heard from Nana that the Pope asked us to experience the Grand Canyon of Death. Although the Wuhun Temple has mastered the Grand Canyon of Death for thousands of years, it has not fully understood what is in the Grand Canyon of Death."

"That canyon is very deep. I heard that two Titled Douluo entered the depths of the Grand Canyon of Death together, but none of them came back alive. Someone came back to find them, but still no one came back alive, but it seems that as long as they don't go deep into a certain The level is not life-threatening.”

"In addition, places that can increase the speed of cultivation are too rare, so even though the Grand Canyon of Death is dangerous to a certain extent, it has not been abandoned. Instead, it has become one of the special training venues mastered by the Spirit Hall."

Yan showed a wry smile, "What Keke said makes sense. If it wasn't for cultivation, who would want to go to that ghostly place? Because I am the one that goes deepest, I have encountered the most strange things."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Yang Jian became interested.

Yan nodded slowly, "According to the records of the Wuhun Temple, the absolute safety zone of the Grand Canyon of Death is only [-] miles, and [-] miles to [-] miles is an area with a low probability of accidents, but according to the records, the probability of accidents Although low, but very few people can survive the accident."

"As for the depth of fifty miles, His Holiness the Pope once told us not to be curious, you will die, you will definitely die, and it is best not to even enter the range of thirty miles." Yan sighed and continued.

"But I first entered to practice at a distance of about twenty miles. The higher the level of cultivation in the Grand Canyon of Death, the deeper the cultivation speed will be. It doesn't help me much anymore."

"But because of the instructions of the Pope, I didn't dare to go too deep. I just practiced at a position of about 25 miles. I planned to quit the Grand Canyon of Death after practicing at about 65, because most of the experience in the Grand Canyon of Death is Below the Soul Emperor."

"Above the soul emperor, you have to go deeper to be effective, but this will have certain risks, and above the soul sage, you have to go fifty miles deeper. This risk is not proportional to the reward. All the death canyons are not for the soul sage. What effect."

Yang Jian is indeed a soul sage, but Yang Jian does not want to rely on the Grand Canyon of Death to improve his cultivation speed, but is more curious about the Grand Canyon of Death.

There must be a reason for this special place, and this root cause is probably a great opportunity. If there is a chance, Yang Jian still wants to go deep into the Grand Canyon of Death to investigate.

Yan paused for a moment, a look of apprehension flashed across his face, and continued to speak slowly, "It was when I went 25 miles deep that I encountered a strange thing."

"It was a night. The Grand Canyon of Death looked gloomy even in the daytime, and it was even darker at night. It seemed even more gloomy that night. Even with my eyesight, I could see a distance of tens of meters at most."

"But it's fine if it's just darkness. I don't care about it, and I'm still immersed in my cultivation, but I heard some sounds, some very strange sounds, like..." Yan paused, as if he wanted to find something to an appropriate adjective.

After a while, Yan said with a solemn expression, "Although I couldn't understand those voices, I found that the voices were regular, and they might even be some kind of old saying, as if they were chanting scriptures or announcing something. , No! It should be worshiping something, does the sound come from only one source, instead it seems to be coming from all directions, but it is very neat."

"That's right, it's like a sacrifice, as if the ancient ancestors were offering sacrifices to their gods. Although I only heard the sound, it seemed that a picture appeared in my mind."

Yan stared at Yang Jian firmly, and said in a word, "You know, there are no living things there. Where did those voices come from?"

"How many times have you heard this voice? Is there any other strange thing besides this voice?" Yang Jian also frowned slightly. Based on these alone, Yang Jian couldn't judge anything, but just this voice was weird enough.

Yan nodded heavily, "I heard that voice three times later, all in the middle of the night, once on the third day after the first time, once on the seventh day, and once on the 15th day."

1, 3, 7, 15.

What do these numbers mean?

Yang Jian didn't think of its significance for a while.

Yan's face obviously showed a trace of fear, and he looked around before continuing.

"Moreover, that voice seems to have a special magical power. Ever since I heard that voice for the first time, I have had the urge to go deep into the Grand Canyon of Death. Even in the next few times, this urge became stronger and stronger. By the fourth time, I almost lost control of my body."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, "How long has it been since I heard that voice for the fourth time, and what level are you now?"

Yan made some estimates and replied, "23 days, we left the Grand Canyon of Death in 21 days, and my current soul power is level 64."

"You'd better not go to the Grand Canyon of Death. Going to the Grand Canyon of Death with your soul power will not be worth the loss." Although Yang Jian still doesn't know the meaning of that voice, it is almost impossible for Yan to be a good thing. .

Yan nodded, "I'm not going to go, the feeling of being out of control is too scary, even the consciousness seems to be in chaos, and it's not just this."

Yan revealed a hint of memory, "I also smelled a special smell, which is very special and smelly during the day, like a rotting corpse, but at night, especially when the sounds sounded, it was really smelly. It becomes extra sweet."

"It's hard for me to describe this kind of sweetness, but I couldn't help taking a few more puffs at the beginning, and even wanted to find the source of the smell. I wasn't afraid at all at the time, but I felt scared in retrospect." Yan Xin had lingering fears He took a quick look at Yang Jian.

Even the sense of smell felt strange, which Yang Jian never imagined, "Haven't you ever suspected that that smell might be poisonous gas, or hallucinogenic gas? How dare you inhale it?"

Yan shook his head, "I couldn't think of anything at the time, as if my brain had become dull, and I could only think about it afterwards, but the smell didn't always exist, it seemed to appear irregularly, and..."

Yan seemed to want to say something, but was a little hesitant, Yang Jian didn't urge him, and waited for Yan to make his own decision.

After a while, Yan finally let go of the tangled look on his face, and said slowly, "And this smell seems to be harmless, even beneficial, every time I smell this smell, my cultivation speed is directly I have doubled it many times, and even the bottleneck is gone, and I can surpass them so much, more than half of them rely on this smell."

(End of this chapter)