"How was this different from what you said?" Wang Xuan found that the place where he stood was becoming almost identical to the environment within the Heavenly Calamity. He, too, had been "muted."
"Retreat!" The Mysterious Mobile Phone hastily took him far away. They had nearly stumbled into the Heavenly Calamity and become part of that silent disaster.
A golden vortex remained where they had been. They crossed through it and watched from farther away. It was still a soundless world, but they were no longer part of its scenery.
Within the true "scenery" of the Heavenly Calamity, fragments of contraband items and bizarre sights still remained.
There were ruined decks, as well as rotting... chunks of flesh, floating and turning through that soundless world. These were clearly not natural products—so why was it called a Heavenly Calamity?
"Seeing them, what do you think of?" the Mysterious Mobile Phone transmitted a message.
"Could those be the flesh, blood, and shattered bones of True Saints?" Wang Xuan asked gravely, feeling his scalp tingle.
When he saw fragments of contraband items fall soundlessly like meteors, he had already felt something was wrong. Now he was increasingly certain that everything there was connected to the Imperial Dao Realm!
"That's right. Fragments of dead True Saints. But they're only the vanguard," said the Mysterious Mobile Phone.
It was silent there, yet the Sea of Origin had been blasted through. Waves swept into the high heavens as fragments of contraband items descended like a swarm of flying swords, cleaving apart the dazzling five-colored ocean.
At the same time, fragments of True Saint corpses spun around, emitting an inexplicable Dao resonance and radiating vast, unfathomable Dao patterns. They actually destroyed this stretch of spacetime.
Space shattered, and time became disordered!
Behind those corpse fragments seemed to