Fang Yi left Jialan Hidden Valley and once again trudged with difficulty through the vast, overwhelming expanse of snow-capped mountains. As he had anticipated, after a heavy snowfall in the mountains, the journey back was far more arduous than the trip there.
The deep snow along the way made every step a struggle for Fang Yi. With each forward stride, it felt as though his body would instantly plunge into the drifts or perhaps drop into some invisible black hole hidden beneath the thick blanket of white. Realizing this danger, Fang Yi involuntarily heightened his vigilance to prevent any accidents.
He suddenly remembered the markers he had left on the way up, but they were completely useless—every single one had vanished, buried without a trace by the sudden heavy snowfall during the night. He secretly rejoiced, feeling fortunate that he had encountered no perilous situations, otherwise he might not even have had a chance at rescue.
Chapter 456