Mount Fangcun, the Little Daoist Temple.
Tongtian's eyes were filled with a strange look, and he had no idea what to say.
He had never imagined that, of the four pilgrims, every damn one of them except Tang Sanzang, who had yet to be born, would be a transmigrator.
What the hell was going on?
Had transmigration become a damn group activity now?
Still, after wrestling with it for a moment, Tongtian had no intention of making a move.
He wanted to see just how thoroughly these transmigrators could throw the Journey to the West into chaos.
After all, he had his own grievances with the Buddhist School. If they could damage the Buddhist School's fortune, he was naturally willing to give them a chance.
As for surpassing him, that was nothing but wishful thinking.
Tongtian had transmigrated early and was already approaching the Dao-Unification Realm. This was merely the Journey to the West. No matter how formidable these people became, they were still trash in his eyes. Their systems simply were not up to par.
Wasn't it obvious? Only Tongtian's system could detect them, while those system bearers could not sense the other transmigrators at all.
With that being the case, what was there to fear?
For now, Tongtian would keep a close eye on them. The instant the Journey to the West ended, he would make his move and reclaim all their systems.
In the entire Primordial Great World, Tongtian alone was enough to possess a system.
It was rather selfish, but he had decided to do it all the same.
After all, he had no desire to be killed outright by someone one day!
Tongtian could take them as disciples, but he absolutely could not allow them to keep their systems.
Creak!
Just then, the door to