The aftershocks outside came intermittently, but they were much weaker now.
There were hardly any buildings around as references.
The feeling among the group was just that the waves were bigger and the bumps were stronger.
Ye Qing had a point.
Song Qian and Sun Jingtao nodded simultaneously, their expressions turning solemn in a second.
Kong Wu looked at them, his face showing a bit of difficulty, "Brother Song, the compass still isn't working, which way should we go?"
"Wait a moment, the sun is about to rise," Song Qian said calmly.
"The sun?" Su Dai and others were startled and looked up at the sky.
Indeed, in the densely clouded sky, there now was a spot of brightness.
Soon, a streak of cold white light tinged with pale yellow radiance broke through the gaps in the clouds.
The sun had risen!
It really had risen!
The sunlight, devoid of any warmth, filled everyone's hearts with warmth and hope.
