At this moment, the scene outside the passage finally imprinted itself into the eyes of Xia Chuan and the Earth-digging Realm experts on the third floor.
"Gulp! Three hundred, four hundred... just how many are there?"
Yuan Cheng's pupils quaked as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he couldn't even feel the cold of the outside world. His body's shivering was abruptly stopped by sheer fright.
Not only him, but also Luo Yuan, the three Zhao Long brothers, Yue Feng, Lin Kai, Xu Ning, and the rest of the Earth-digging Realm individuals on the third floor, all had their faces instantly filled with despair.
At the mouth of the valley, countless Cold Beasts were flooding in relentlessly.
The first to charge in were the larger Snow Manes and Demon Sheep, running side by side, each about three to five meters long, numbering nearly a hundred each.
No wonder, no wonder all the rubble and wood at the mouth of the valley couldn't hold them back.