In the freezing cold, the many Martial Artists huddled in sheltered spots and held out through the night.
None of the Martial Artists closed their eyes to rest. Instead, they continuously meditated to recover their strength while using part of their Internal Strength to resist the bitter cold.
Fortunately, though the night had been exhausting, no Strange Beasts came to attack. This allowed everyone to relax slightly and lower their guard a little.
As the sky gradually brightened, the Martial Artists emerged from their sheltered spots and slowly gathered together. Yet no one said anything. Instead, they watched the few people standing not far ahead.
Ouyang Nan, Chen Mo, and the other two stood at the front of the group. Though the thick fog limited visibility to barely ten meters, no one cared. They all watched the four from nearby. Even those who could not see clearly pricked up their ears and listened.
Qian Ying stepped out of the group and approached Ouyang Nan. His gaze swept over the four of them, pausing when he saw Chen Mo. Suppressing the delight in his heart, he asked Ouyang Nan, "leader Ouyang, are these three the members selected by the Ouyang Family to join the small expedition team?"
The presence of two other women in the group gave Qian Ying some reservations. After all, sending the Ouyang Family to their deaths was not the main objective; investigating the other side of the canyon was the urgent task. With these two women and Ouyang Nan, there were three women in the group. Would that affect the mission?
But then he recalled that Ouyang Nan was a Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist, while that youngster was also at Houtian Layer Ten. Though he had no particular impression of the other two, judging from their