A moment later, Zhao Sheng followed behind Bahemu, rounded a hundred-zhang-tall iceberg, and arrived at an exceptionally open valley.
The valley spanned roughly seventeen or eighteen li. Its ground was pitted and uneven, littered with chunks of ice large and small. Icebergs of varying heights rose all around, their surfaces carved with one big hole after another.
Bang! Bang!
Dull thuds of ice being chiseled echoed from within the holes. Clearly, people were excavating inside.
As they walked, Bahemu explained, "This is the newest mine. The Market lies a few li farther ahead."
Zhao Sheng looked at the many "mine shafts" on the mountain, nodded silently, and continued following Bahemu deeper into the valley.
Before long, the two passed through a mining tunnel over a hundred zhang long and finally reached an exceptionally spacious cavern.
The cavern covered nearly a thousand zhang. Pearls were embedded in the surrounding ice walls, casting a faint white glow that dispelled the darkness within.
This Market was exceedingly crude. Only a row of ice houses had been carved into the surrounding walls. Several dozen Immortal Ruins Travelers were scattered throughout the cavern, each with a pile of goods before them, hawking their wares from stalls.
The moment Bahemu entered the cavern, his expression immediately relaxed.
He turned to Zhao Sheng and said with a smile, "We're here. Zhao, look around on your own. I'm heading back."
Zhao Sheng smiled faintly and cupped his hands in thanks.
Seeing this, Bahemu returned the gesture with a hand to his chest. Then his figure flashed, and he vanished into thin air.
Eh?!
Staring at where Bahemu had disappeared, Zhao Sheng suddenly gave a startled cry, as if he had witnessed something astonishing.
At the spot where Bahemu had "logged off," a grayish-white vortex had inexplicably appeared.
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