Inside the main hall.
Wutian watched Tang Sanzang leave.
"Sanzang is a good child. He knows right from wrong!"
"Indeed. Though he does have a tendency to neglect his proper duties!"
Wutian murmured to himself.
Over the past twenty years, he had not made Tang Sanzang spend all his time chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha. Instead, he had often taken the protagonist of the Journey to the West Tribulation on journeys among the Human Race to witness the suffering of ordinary people.
Tang Sanzang had excellent natural insight, and his understanding of Buddhist teachings had already reached an advanced level.
In the Primordial World, aside from the Two Sages of the West, the four Buddhas, Wutian, and Patriarch Bodhi, no one could surpass Tang Sanzang in Buddhist doctrine.
Not only that, in just twenty years, Tang Sanzang had reached the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm. His progress was no slower than that of an ordinary Human Race prodigy. He practiced both the Golden Core Great Dao and the Human Race's Martial Dao, and his attainments in both were extraordinary.
However, although Tang Sanzang had studied many Buddhist teachings, Wutian had not passed on any Buddhist spells or divine abilities to him. It seemed that Tang Sanzang's attainments and Dao heart were still insufficient for him to wield Buddhist arts.
"Nine times nine, the Eighty-One Tribulations. How interesting!"
"When the truth is gradually revealed, I wonder whether Sanzang will choose to become a Buddha, slaughter the heavens and become a demon, or forge his own path. All of it remains shrouded in mystery."
"Within Great Tang, gods, demons, and monsters are forbidden to roam. Beyond its borders, though, that may not be the case!"
Wutian spoke slowly, then gradually closed his eyes.
Boundless golden light shone down, and his