The birds chirped, crisp and pleasant, their calls unceasing.
In the Supreme Immortal Aperture's Little Northern Plains, the desolate ground that had once been covered in pristine frost had already begun to brim with boundless greenery.
The power of the earthly calamity was truly immense. After a dozen breaths, the area spanning more than a hundred thousand li around Fang Yuan had turned into a lush green prairie.
Grass and trees flourished, flowers adorned the landscape—it was as though heaven and earth had put on a new face.
Fang Yuan stood atop Soul-Shaking Mountain, his face grave as he remained fully on guard.
This time, it was his third earthly calamity. He had brought Soul-Shaking Mountain with him once more.
Yet the scene before him was very strange.
The Spring Dawn Green Orioles created by the power of the earthly calamity were actually helping Fang Yuan develop his immortal aperture.
More than half a month ago, Yellow Treasure Heaven had reopened. Fang Yuan had not chosen to risk venturing to the Hei clan, instead returning home and devoting himself to managing the Supreme Immortal Aperture.
He had developed many areas, but Little Northern Plains had always served as Fang Yuan's tribulation ground and had never been built up.
Yet now, this earthly calamity was doing the work for him. It truly caught Fang Yuan by surprise.
For Fang Yuan, this was undoubtedly a good thing.
"But heaven's will is unfathomable. It would not be so kind-hearted. There must be an ambush or some follow-up. I'll watch and adapt." Fang Yuan stood atop Soul-Shaking Mountain, observing cautiously.
Little Northern Plains was still very vast.
The prairie formed by the earthly calamity did not cover all of Little Northern Plains. It only blanketed a stretch of frost-white land centered on Soul-Shaking Mountain.