Now, at the base of Holy Mountain.
The two embraced each other in slumber, and as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the veil of night, the intensity of the snowstorm in the snowy region also began to subdue. By morning, the snow had completely stopped, revealing a rare and clear sunny day. The sunlight sprinkled on the white snow, creating picturesque scenery—if it weren't for the fact that this was Holy Mountain, one would think it was a famous scenic spot. Ye Shikai and his group left the cave and continued to search for the other five missing companions.
Disappointingly, the heavy snow had completely masked all traces, the territory now looked utterly different from when the group had first entered the snowstorm area, and they couldn't even find their bearings.
"Damn it," Ye Shikai muttered under his breath.
