"A Small Courtyard?"
Meng Chuan froze. What was this place?
Meng Chuan rose and left the Pangu God to continue controlling the Six Paths of Reincarnation, then walked toward the Small Courtyard.
He had a faint sense that the Netherworld Mist, which had appeared out of nowhere, was meant to bring him here.
He did not know why, but now that he was here, he had to find out.
Meng Chuan was not afraid of some unforeseen calamity. Even if someone could wipe out all his Other Selves in the Shrouding the Heavens World in an instant, he could still revive through his Other Selves in the other group members' worlds.
Besides, those Dao Source Other Selves had already begun to transcend the category of Other Selves. Their connection to Meng Chuan was nearly nonexistent, yet they still possessed every ability an Other Self had.
Meng Chuan followed the winding path step by step. It led straight to the Small Courtyard above the Plateau.
With every step, his understanding of Reincarnation deepened.
At last, Meng Chuan stepped into the Small Courtyard.
All was quiet. Nothing happened. No visions surged into the sky, no insights into the Great Dao flooded his mind, and even his growing understanding of Reincarnation came to a halt.
Nor did any mysterious knowledge make itself known to him.
It was as though Meng Chuan had merely entered an ordinary courtyard in the mortal world.
That surprised him and left him increasingly puzzled.
After all that commotion, this was where he had ended up?
He would sooner die than believe this place was ordinary!
Meng Chuan looked around. In the Lake beside the Small Courtyard, a lotus swayed gently, giving off a fragrance that cleared the mind and refreshed the spirit.
He studied the Lotus for a