After Gordon Brooks let out a loud howl, he quickly began to save himself, his hands flailing wildly in the air—and he actually managed to grab onto something! There were some vines growing on the cliff, but these vines could only slow his fall; they couldn’t save him. Gordon Brooks’s body plummeted rapidly, the ground growing larger and larger in his eyes, until finally—“thud!”—a cloud of dust rose, startling a flock of birds from the surrounding mountains and forests, and Gordon Brooks landed.

His skin was split all over from the fall, and under the tremendous impact, his blood had burst through his capillaries, seeping out beneath his skin. But after all, he was Grant Benson—not a single bone was broken.

Gordon Brooks coughed a few times, spitting out two mouthfuls of fresh blood, waves of intense pain surging through his body. Grant Benson cursed inwardly: Damn it, what’s so great about having a flesh body? Even a fall that’s not too heavy or too light hurts like hell. The old bone body was better—even if a meteor hit, it might not have hurt.

He tried lifting his arm a little, and a sharp, piercing pain immediately made him lose heart, so he obediently lay flat on the ground. The advantages of his extraordinary body began to show, as his injuries healed rapidly, his self-repair ability formidable. Finally, after half an hour, Gordon Brooks was able to stand and walk upright.

Today was truly unlucky—falling down for no reason at all. This valley… looking up, it really was deep. Thinking about how he’d actually fallen from up there, Gordon Brooks couldn’t help but shiver.

The valley was narrow and long; strictly speaking, this place was already outside the territory of the Wuwei Sword Sect. However, out of respect for the Wuwei Sword Sect, no other cultivators usually ventured here, and the Wuwei Sword Sect itself felt its territory was large enough, so disciples generally didn’t come over either. Near Misty Rain Peak, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant; otherwise, the Yunhua Cave wouldn’t have formed here. Such an environment was perfect for all kinds of spirit beasts and exotic cultivators to cultivate in seclusion, and this valley was home to many spirit beasts.

However, most of them had weak magical power, not even as strong as the Menghua Snake, so when they saw someone fall, they didn’t dare come out to investigate. In fact, there was another very important reason: within Gordon Brooks’s body, there was a force that chilled them to the bone. That kind of deterrence made these spirit beasts and demons obediently stay in their lairs, not daring to come out.

Gordon Brooks moved his feet with difficulty. Although his body’s self-repair ability was strong, after all, he had fallen from a ten-thousand-foot cliff—this was no joke. No matter how strong the self-healing, it would still take some time to recover.

Chapter 008: The Bottomless Abyss

As night gradually fell, Gordon Brooks inwardly cursed his luck. It looked like he would have to spend the night in this nameless valley. He wasn’t afraid, but he was worried that people from the sect wouldn’t be able to find him—especially Julian Reed and Brother Wesley, who must be anxious by now. What he didn’t know was that, at this very moment, the entire Wuwei Sword Sect was in an uproar over a ridiculous incident, and no one had noticed that Gordon Brooks was missing.

The poor number one blade sharpener had now fallen to such a state. Grant Benson shook his head and sighed. Not long ago, he had been worrying about how to face the heavenly tribulation, and now he had to worry about whether he could become a true cultivator—a world of difference.

Staggering, Gordon Brooks finally found a cave before it got completely dark. Arriving at the cave entrance, Gordon Brooks frowned. From within the cave, he could faintly sense a power he was very familiar with: demonic energy! As it grew darker, Gordon Brooks stood at the entrance, hesitating. In his current state, if he really ran into someone from the demonic path, the outcome would be hard to predict.

As the night deepened, the demonic energy inside the cave grew stronger. Just then, there was a commotion behind Gordon Brooks. He turned around, and all the countless green lanterns behind him suddenly went out. Gordon Brooks understood—this cave was clearly a treasure trove for exotic cultivators. Every night, it would emit demonic energy, and these exotic cultivators would come to absorb it. Only tonight, his arrival had disrupted everything.

With this realization, Gordon Brooks also knew that there definitely wouldn’t be any demonic cultivators in the cave. He entered with peace of mind—after all, this demonic energy posed no threat to him at all.

Once inside, he discovered that it wasn’t as dark as it looked from outside. Because the cave was filled with demonic energy, the long-cultivated Grant Benson felt a long-lost sense of coming home. All the stones in the cave emitted a faint gray glow. Although it was still quite dark, he could see everything inside.

Gordon Brooks found it odd: this place was right next to the Wuwei Sword Sect, yet there was such a strange cave. Then he thought, his own Bone City was also “next to” the Wuwei Sword Sect, and hadn’t it existed for over a thousand years?

Gordon Brooks wanted to see what was so strange about this cave—why did it emit demonic energy every night? The demonic energy wasn’t strong, and hadn’t even spread beyond the valley; otherwise, the Wuwei Sword Sect would have known about it. Gordon Brooks walked deeper into the cave. He had thought the cave would be deep, but to his surprise, after just one turn, he saw the end. This was quite unexpected. Gordon Brooks walked all the way to the bottom, wanting to see if there was some kind of mechanism here.