Everyone was busy for a while. They made six snow carts according to Yun Chujiu’s description.
They tested it. Although it would sink about a foot, it was not a big deal. The sword spirit could drag it forward.
Third elder Feng saw that the sky was getting dark, so he decided to rest here for the night. He would continue to move forward after daybreak.
The night went quite smoothly. No demon beasts came to cause trouble.
It was understandable. This place was most likely the territory of the snow flood dragon. The other demon beasts would naturally not come to seek death.
During this time, Yun chujiu found an opportunity to avoid the crowd and ask Gouwei Bacao about tracking the snow flood dragon.
After Gouwei Bacao gained control of the body, she said with a sad face,
“Grandmother, I used up a lot of energy to break the claws of that dead reptile.