Once again focusing his attention at his feet, Ye Tian realized that the ground he stood on was also out of the ordinary—it couldn't be described as smooth as a mirror, but in such a cave, it was absolutely an extraordinary work of nature.
How could an additional cave suddenly appear in the ice wall? Even if nature is full of wonders, it wouldn't just create something like this out of nothing.
All of Ye Tian's questions returned to that rosewood box; to be precise, he had become interested in the contents inside. This person, turned to bones, should be the last person to understand the structure of this cave, and the contents of his backpack should be all the tools he could have used.
Taking out the box again, Ye Tian examined it carefully; if he couldn't get information from here, he really had no other options.
