Time flew like an arrow.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuan had spent several months with the Hengyang Lu Clan, and another year was nearly over. During that time, the Lu Clan's Celestial Persons, including Lu Jianqing, had occasionally come to visit, most bringing their juniors along. Clearly, they wanted to make their faces familiar.
Today.
Xiao Yuanjun had yet to wake.
Dressed in a white robe, Zhang Yuan sat at a table in the courtyard, drinking tea.
Perhaps influenced by Xiao Yuanjun, Ao Xiu had also curled up inside his robe to sleep in true dragon form, not waking each day until the sun stood high overhead.
The white robe Zhang Yuan currently wore was a custom-made outer dao dharma robe from the Hengyang Lu Clan. True Lord Rainbow-Haloed Rosy Clouds had yet to finish refining the Sun-Moon White Robe Li Huixi had given him. It seemed he would not get to wear it before the Chaos Calamity.
"Counting the days, the Chaos Calamity should be almost here. If not today, then probably tomorrow... no, it's already here."
Zhang Yuan sipped his tea, calculating the time in his mind. Suddenly, he sensed something and looked up at the heavens.
The winds and clouds changed color. Reflections of four boundless worlds appeared high above. They seemed to come from the Outer Chaos, drawing ever closer to the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm as though about to crash into it.
"It's here."
Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes, gazing at one of the four worlds.
This world was predominantly a deep blue-green, with boundless azure seas and countless islands. Heaven-and-earth spiritual energy filled it. It was none other than the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm.
Of the other three worlds, one radiated buddha light, one was awash in crimson clouds, and one