Eight Hundred Years Later, Putting Down Roots in the East Sea!

"Wandering around, the odds of running into a True Immortal were slim."

"If I want to meet True Immortals, I'd be better off seeking out their sects."

But merely meeting them was not enough.

Divine Land had many True Immortals and many powers.

There was the Heavenly Court, the Four Great Dao Sects, the Western Continent Buddhist Sect, and the Old Devils and mighty demons of the seas.

Each of these great powers had numerous True Immortals. The True Immortal Palaces within the One Origin Dao Gate alone, places like East River Palace, showed just how formidable such powers were.

A True Immortal might manage to stand alone against them and vie for treasures, but Chen Jichuan's strength was still a little lacking. He feared he could not contend with those who had banded together.

"Staying in Divine Land and fighting alone would leave me in a difficult position."

Chen Jichuan thought of the Black Owl Emperor.

That True Immortal Old Devil had his base in the Savage Wastes of the Southern Frontier in the Eastern Continent. Yet because it bordered the One Origin Dao Gate, his true body did not dare leave Black Owl Palace at all, while his Domain Clones ventured into the Outer Starry Expanse.

If even a mighty True Immortal faced such constraints, what chance did Chen Jichuan have when he was not yet one himself?

"Going it alone won't work."

"Not yet, at least."

"And while being on my own gives me freedom, it leaves me on the outside. With my awkward position, making friends with True Immortals won't be easy."

Chen Jichuan weighed his options.

If he did not want to go alone, he could join one of Divine Land's many powers. With combat strength barely sufficient to stand against the Black Owl Emperor,