The northern side of the valley wall was as smooth as if it had been sliced by a knife, nearly vertical at a nearly ninety-degree angle. Just above the ground at the base of the cliff, there was a cave spanning about ten feet in height and twenty feet in width. From a distance, it appeared deep and ominously dark, its depth unknown.
"The treasure of a Heaven Level Martial Artist lies within that cave!"
Standing on the southern ridge of the valley, a disciple of Qingcheng Temple in his early thirties had already raised his three-foot-long Green Peak Sword, pointing towards the cave and loudly proclaiming.
Upon hearing the words of the Qingcheng disciple, all the other martial artists were invigorated, quickly approaching the cave under the leadership of their respective sect elders.
"Everyone, be careful. Inside the cave, there's a Spirit Ape guarding the remains of that Heaven Level Martial Artist!"
