Chapter 393: Mountain God's Blessing

In the enclosed space, the sound of breathing fluctuated continuously, deep and viscous, like a broken bellows.

In the darkness, Bi Fang and Edinburgh huddled to rest, conserving their energy and heat, while only Danzeng kept digging, following the rope and ceaselessly excavating, his hands nearly numb from the cold.

It wasn't that Bi Fang was being finicky; in a critical moment for his team's survival, he still aimed to complete the mission without oxygen. The reason was that he was in pain almost all over his body—rescuing Danzeng had drained every last bit of his strength.

If he chose to use oxygen at this point, it would mean failing both the mission and the rescue.

Truly worthy of being the warrior of the Third Pole, the favorite of the high mountains.

Feeling the shadowy figure swaying in the darkness, Bi Fang couldn't help but think.