Everyone was quiet as they moved forward with calculated steps. Just because the ice didn't crack didn't mean that it wouldn't if they were careless.
No one wanted to be buried in crumbling ice that was several storeys high.
That was why even their breathing almost became uniform as everyone took shallow breaths with every step.
When they reached the end of the tunnel they had made, Lu Zhen realized that there was a stone wall there, which meant that they were being blocked by another building and they had to either move upwards or change direction.
Lu Zhen didn't know how tall the building was and whether the roof was above the snow or was also buried under the ice.
So, he decisively changed directions and chose the direction he felt led to the road they had used when they came there that morning.
Repeating the same process as before, he cut out a piece of ice and Leng Pan melted it while absorbing the water.
