The Saint Clan lineage of the Tianyuan Realm certainly could not be considered good and kind, and the effects caused by the war between that great realm and the Saint Clan were impossible to predict.
With this strand of karma involved, if the powerful experts of that realm descended upon the Tianyuan Realm, no one knew what attitude they would hold.
Though he could not fully gauge it, from Zhou Yuan's brief contact back then with the Mysterious Outer-Realm Existence, he could perhaps faintly judge that That Person was likely not someone easy to deal with.
Under Yaoyao's somewhat worried gaze, Zhou Yuan gave a soft sigh, then said with a grave look in his eyes:
"Recently, I've had a faint premonition. The corner of the future I once glimpsed may already have become fixed. The time when that Outer-Realm Person arrives is probably not far off."
Before the ages, Zhou Yuan's perception of the future had been vague, and he could not clearly know just how far in the future the scene he saw would occur.
But when the future turned into reality, Zhou Yuan, who had once intersected with it, could give rise to a faint sense of it.
This sense had begun appearing a hundred years ago, and as time passed, it grew increasingly intense.
Zhou Yuan faintly had a premonition in his heart that perhaps, before long, he would meet the person in that image in the present age.
"Woo?"
A whimper came from Yaoyao's shoulder. The one who had made the sound was a strange little beast, only a little bigger than a fist. The little beast looked adorably simple, its pair of eyes staring at Zhou Yuan, while a hint of humanlike confusion seemed to appear on its face.
What kind of outer-realm expert