A Transmigrator?
For the Sages before him, this truly fell into a blind spot in their minds.
Perhaps they had some faint concept of other worlds, but the notion of Transmigrators left them utterly baffled, unable to comprehend it at all.
Yet despite their inability to understand, the gazes they now turned on Tongtian could not help carrying a trace of gravity and pressure, even a little fear.
It was obvious.
The abilities Tongtian had displayed were beginning to frighten them all.
After all, they were all Sages, yet they had never even heard of the things Tongtian encountered every day, much less understood them. How could they not be alarmed and afraid?
That business of replacing souls, in particular, sent a chill through their hearts.
The thought that, while they were taking a nap or doing something else, their souls might suddenly be annihilated and their entire bodies seized by someone else made everyone's scalps prickle, their eyes filling with terror.
But was that possible?
Although Tongtian showed no intention of concealing anything and had instead explained it all quite clearly to them.
Those present still found it a little hard to believe.
They even instinctively wondered whether Tongtian was lying to them.
Perhaps he was simply laying out a scheme, using some method unknown to them to deceive Dao Ancestor Hongjun and enter the Primordial World just like that.
As for what he was saying now, perhaps he had merely made it up to fool them.
The more they thought about it, the more certain they became.
After all, how could there be so many strange and bizarre things in this world? Otherwise, how could they not know about them?
"Tongtian, this excuse you've made up is truly laughable."
"Exactly. How could such a thing possibly exist in