Just as Master Chen stood there in a daze, Wu Quan's voice suddenly rang out!
"Look outside!"
Everyone turned to look out the window. They froze at first, then slowly gaped in shock...
A droplet of water flying through the air suddenly split in two from the center. The cut was smooth and even, as if it had been cleaved by an invisible sword. Then, in an instant, it split again!
Two pieces, four pieces, eight pieces, sixteen pieces...
In the blink of an eye, a single droplet had shattered into a faint mist.
Then they blinked again.
This entire stretch of sea... had vanished.
The sea had not disappeared. Rather, every single droplet within it had been chopped into mist in an instant!
At the same time, several kilometers from the carriage, the three enormous Lovecraftian Deities suddenly halted. Then, like the sea, they gradually dispersed into thin mist... except the sea's mist was white, while theirs was blood-red.
Silent. Soundless.
Three Lovecraftian Deities capable of crushing several Lord God level beings had been completely erased from this world.
Endless white mist enveloped the world. The carriage traveled through the air in silence toward some distant direction, and beyond its cabin seemed to lie nothing but boundless emptiness and deathly stillness.
"Wh-what happened??"
A member of Phoenix Squad stared blankly at the mist-filled world beyond the window and spoke in confusion.
Guan Zai stared fixedly at a spot within the mist. Only after a long while did he mutter:
"A sword... was that him? Did he leave seclusion?"
"A sword? Where's the sword?" Not only that squad member, but even Chen Han, who had already advanced to the Human Apex, frowned as he asked.
Guan Zai pointed below them, his expression incomparably complex.
"We... are inside that sword..."