She floated in the air, spreading open a map in her hand.
Her fingertip precisely pointed at the location marked with a conspicuous red cross on the map.
This was exactly the starting point where the previous lost Federation squad had been ambushed and mysteriously traversed.
"Coordinate confirmed, it's here. Let's go down."
Su Wanqing put away the map without any hesitation, her form as light as a snowflake, vertically falling towards a deep and narrow ice crevice below.
Three guards followed closely.
The cold wind whimpered mournfully in the narrow ice crevice.
The ice walls were steep and smooth, reflecting the faint heavenly light from above.
Su Wanqing lightly landed on the base of the ice crevice, filled with floating snow, stepping on the soft snow layer without leaving a trace.
She surveyed the surroundings, her gaze sweeping over the knife marks left on the ice wall, the charred burns, and large splatters of bloodstains that had long frozen into a dark brown.
