Yi Chen Reaped What He Had Sown

To cultivate the orthodox path, one had to leave this continent.

That was what the incomparably ancient memories had told Mei Ge Mu.

This heaven and earth was unimaginably peculiar. Outer Dao ran rampant here—if that were all, it would not have meant much. In truth, it was not uncommon for Outer Dao to sweep across the world and monopolize an entire realm. But this realm possessed so many things capable of killing immortals. That was highly suspicious.

Perhaps there were immortals living in seclusion in this realm. But... the rate and likelihood at which those incarnations were being worn away were simply too terrifying.

—This realm... no... not merely this realm. Even this firmament [what immortals called the solar system] held many hidden monsters.

Because the crucial parts had been erased by the God Plague Curse, Mei Ge Mu actually did not know the memories of his other reincarnated bodies. However, the banished immortal who had possessed a wildcat on the Qiangdi Plains had at least salvaged the very last scraps of something. Those lingering impressions let Mei Ge Mu know that this realm was different.

Thus, he had set out on the road of leaving Divine Province and seeking the orthodox path.

He vaguely remembered that there were covert outposts established by orthodox cultivators in this area.

"Another me" seemed to have been some important figure, with fairly good relations—at least on the surface—with orthodox cultivators far overseas. He knew of many covert outposts the orthodox cultivators had planted throughout Divine Province—to be honest, these outposts had existed for centuries and basically never served any purpose. Their greatest achievement in the past century or two had merely been killing a Golden Core Cultivator who was a True Disciple of the Five Excellences. Furthermore, several years ago, he had