Fang Yuan staggered and fell to the ground.
He stared in horror at the naked man beneath the night sky.
The area where he lived was a slum, an undeveloped shantytown, and also part of the Outer Sea that had only been newly reclaimed over the past decade. There was hardly anyone here, let alone a man as elegant and handsome as this one.
Yes.
Although... he was completely different from the mainstream standards of beauty in the Vacuum Realm.
Fang Yuan sincerely felt that the mysterious man before him was very good-looking.
"When I said I'd fight the Immortality Tree until the Great Dao itself was worn away, that was really just bravado. I didn't expect it to take me seriously."
The man spoke softly, seemingly talking to someone. "But with the power of [Immortality] at my side, breaking through the dream barrier is still rather difficult for me."
'Immortality.'
'Dream.'
What was he talking about?
How strange.
His voice trembling, Fang Yuan asked with some difficulty, "Y-you... who are you...?"
The handsome man turned his head. "Oh, this is my helper. Thank you..."
"Hmm?"
The man's eyes shifted.
"[Cerebral palsy]."
"Is it hereditary... no!"
"It's acquired contamination. More precisely, it's fetal deformity."
He raised his head and looked around.
"This is still the Outer Sea. The stars haven't changed either, but the pathological contamination is severe, and..."
The man thought for a moment. "What time is it now?"
Fang Yuan said, "One twelve in the morning. There's a clock in my room. I glanced at it when I came out."
The man shook his head, noticing Fang Yuan's slight dullness—or perhaps reflecting on the ambiguity of his own question. "Mm, all right. Then what era is this? What year is it?"
Fang Yuan froze. "Holy Calendar... Holy Calendar