"Hmm, should we go back to the cabin first and ask about this rift?" Xiao Xian looked ahead; the terrain around the rift seemed to be a small plain, but inexplicably split in the middle, now divided into two sides.
The gully was very deep, with a vast expanse of white below, and cold winds blew up from time to time.
"We should head back," Xiao Xian glanced at the sky, which was already getting gloomy. Just as she was about to leave, the ground began to shake.
"What's going on?" Xiao Xian felt light on her feet; she had changed her shoes and was already walking unsteadily when this sudden tremor occurred.
The layer of snow beneath her suddenly began to move, blowing snowflakes around, sliding straight into the Snow Gully. It was already too late to stop the sliding motion.
"Give me your hand," Zhou Ziang shouted loudly as he lunged towards Xiao Xian, the snow gully, which was just over a meter wide, had doubled in size.
