Another Guess

Above the vault of heaven... a paradise beyond the world...

Ning Wanjun's face showed obvious doubt. She turned to Xia Fan, wanting to hear his opinion, but he did not respond at once.

What Xia Fan was recalling at that moment was the conversation he had had with Li the previous night.

That was right. Although the Fox Demon appeared to be keeping Venerable Shengtian company at the inn, she had actually spent more than half the night speaking with him privately through the Sound Transmission Device. Compared with her previous reports, Li had had far more time this round. Coupled with the excellent signal for transmissions within the same city, it had been almost no different from speaking face-to-face.

Through their detailed conversation, Xia Fan had also learned of the series of strange sights they had encountered along the way, such as the tunnel that ran through Baiyao Mountain, and the gigantic Skywell known as the Escape Tower.

If someone else had spoken such charlatan-like words, his reaction would probably have been no different from Ning Wanjun's. After all, elements like calamity falling from the heavens, divine beings saving the world, and shelters beyond the domain were things every doomsday cult loved to prattle on about. They were difficult to verify, sounded mysterious, and were perfectly suited to hoodwinking the common masses.

But with Li and the others' experiences added to the picture, the matter could no longer be painted with the same brush.

To be honest, the call last night had kept the goosebumps on his back from settling.

Because no matter how he looked at those descriptions, they resembled the ruins of a civilization. And it could not even be called a lost civilization—most of the writing and illustrations in the Ruins conformed to the language structure