Tongtian had actually been making plans for some time.
More and more transmigrators were appearing in the Primordial Great World. At first, there had only been simple soul transmigrations.
Then came clumsy schemes like Kunli's.
After that, more powerful transmigrators arrived with mysterious systems.
Now, this sack riddled with holes had left Tongtian struggling to keep up.
"You all saw what happened just now."
"In truth, the reason the Dao Ancestor has continued to allow me to act within the Primordial World is the existence of these transmigrators."
"There's nothing to hide from you. After all, in this scheme laid by the Otherworld, we have always stood on the same side."
As he spoke, Tongtian turned a solemn gaze on his two brothers.
Houtu was now one of his own, so her support was beyond question.
But the two most influential figures in the Mystic Sect had yet to make their stance clear.
Taishang Laozi kept his eyes half-closed and said nothing.
He truly needed time to digest something that had shattered the bounds of his understanding.
Primordial Heavenly Venerable, by contrast, maintained his spirit of questioning everything.
"I naturally heard every word of that fellow's wild boasts."
"But Tongtian, since when did you become so timid?"
"Were a few exaggerated threats enough to make you this nervous?"
Tongtian spread his hands helplessly.
"Senior Brother Yuanshi, you and I have always been at odds."
"Before the Investiture of the Gods, I might have earnestly spent a few primordial eras matching schemes with you."
"But now, forgive my bluntness: if I wanted to harm you, there would be absolutely nothing you could do."
There was no threat in those words.
They were simply facts. With his current cultivation, Tongtian was following close on Dao Ancestor Hongjun's heels.
As for the Heavenly