At this moment, Zhao Ya rushed down from the mountain, shouting loudly as he ran: "Quick, the glacier is melting rapidly, hurry up the mountain now!"
Indeed, this was everyone's last chance, otherwise, once the ice and snow completely melted, the roads would become incredibly muddy.
Everyone awoke from their stupor, then immediately started sprinting towards the mountaintop.
Just halfway up, it began to rain.
At first, the rain was light, but in an instant, torrential rain poured down.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was drenched like drowned rats.
Fortunately, those who made it here were all martial artists with cultivation; otherwise, this alone would have been quite unbearable.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ya returned to the camp and helped Kong Xiangdong and others transport supplies.
Otherwise, if only people went up without supplies, it would be a dead end.
By the time they hurriedly moved everything to the mountain, the rain was so heavy they could barely keep their eyes open.
