"Other teams? How many?" Li Changzhou asked.
"The speed of the ice shards falling is too fast, didn't see clearly, it seems like three."
Li Changzhou nodded.
Their speed wasn't fast, in groups of four, only one person moved at a time, while the other three acted as 'anchors' to prevent the mover from falling.
When the four regrouped, only then would Li Changzhou and Yeet continue downward, repeating this process.
At such speed, they wouldn't encounter other teams.
However, they still encountered one, the other was climbing up.
"Something ghostly is coming up!" Yeet was so nervous his face twitched, because he couldn't look down to confirm whether it was a living person or an Ice Corpse approaching.
But regardless if it was a living person or an Ice Corpse, in such a place, it was deadly.
The old man's voice became tense too: "Captain!"
