The next moment, the entire snow layer covering the cliff collapsed with a roar, like a plasterboard stripped of its spine.
Rumble!
The initial wave of the avalanche wasn't a vast white curtain, but a torrent of sharply angled ice blades and snow chunks.
They smashed into protruding rocks, exploding into shrapnel, and fist-sized hail mixed with fragmented snow, charging downward with a piercing whistle.
The light seeping through the cave entrance was swallowed inch by inch by the snow wave, and as the last glimmer was extinguished, Chen Wenhao's phone screen reflected the pale faces of everyone.
"It's an avalanche," someone spoke.
But no one responded.
The avalanche's roar resonated and amplified in the cave, as if a terrifying giant beast was roaring against their eardrums.
The tip of the Ice Crystal Illusion Cat's tail bristled, curling into Jiang Wenning's arms, its heartbeat pounding rapidly beneath its silver fur.
