"There it is…"
As the conversation between the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators somewhat quieted down following the mentions of the creatures lurking inside the abnormally large river, the group of cultivators from the Demon Mountain City soon found themselves on the edge of cliff stretching endlessly into both directions with a seemingly endless body of water violently churring as it flowed in one direction. Creating several towering waves in the pitch-black water, some towering several hundreds of meters into the sky due to the violent currents.
"Dead Spirit Canyon… I really wonder where that river leads to…" Standing at the edge of the cliff together with the rest as they looked down towards the pitch-black water, one of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators could not help muttering this to himself as he stared off in the direction that the river was flowing in.
