Normally, they might hunt the sheep. However, none of them had the heart to do it now. They continued moving forward.
"No birds are flying in the sky and no beasts walking on the land. You see nothing but emptiness around you. Everything is unpredictable. You can only see things when you look at the sun and find the way using human bones." The journey that the monk from Eastern Jin, Fa Shi, described was the journey the Snow Region Brigade was going through now. Nothing could be seen on the snow mountain. As they walked under the mountain, everything seemed like fine grains of dust, small and insignificant.
"Old Luo is here." After passing through a messy pile of weathered rocks, Xia Jinyuan saw four rocks being decked neatly. The smallest rock was pointing towards the ice mountain that was 6000 meters above sea level.
