Behind the iron door was a winding tunnel, seemingly a naturally formed cavity within the mountain. The lighting came from a series of mining lamps overhead, illuminating only a small area around them.
The warmth of the Treasure Vault didn't extend here, yet the tunnel's temperature remained quite comfortable, in stark contrast to the howling cold wind outside the snowy mountain.
One could even see moss and some green leafy plants underfoot.
"How much time is left?" Chen Xuan asked.
"3 minutes and 45 seconds," Lin Qing reported the time.
"That's enough."
The map indicated this area wasn't large, roughly equivalent to half of warehouse number one.
Sure enough, after walking a short distance, the tunnel opened up, revealing a natural cave before them.
"Watch your step," Lin Qing said, grabbing Chen Xuan's arm.
