My System Seems Different from Theirs

“What? You’re saying that even with half a million troops under my command, the Emperor still suspects me of treason?”

“Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence....

Chapter 707 Transmigration 20 (2/2)

"Hey, you don't need to run around anymore." Xiao Hei suddenly laughed as soon as he sat down to rest back in his own territory.

Fang Zhiyi opened her eyes and looked outside the door. Four figures slowly walked in, while her subordinates had already died silently outside.

"Fang Zhiyi, you didn't expect this, did you? We'd join forces." Wang Xiaojia grinned sinisterly. "You...you're a time traveler too, right?"

Fang Zhiyi looked at him expressionlessly.

"No, he doesn't. He doesn't even have a system. Even if he did, he'd be a pathetic transmigrator. There are actually transmigrators these days without a system? Hahahaha," a man mocked.

"What exactly are you after?" Fang Zhiyi suddenly sighed.

The time travelers looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Since we've all transmigrated, of course we can do whatever we want. What you need to slowly repair to obtain, the system will give to us directly as long as we complete the mission. Consider it a small shock to you people, a shock from technology."

"We've made a deal. After we kill you, the four of us will divide the cultivation world equally and become the Four Heavenly Kings of the cultivation world!"

"...Technology?" Fang Zhiyi stood up.

"Enough talk! Watch this!" One of them attacked directly, unleashing a deadly move. A massive sword aura cleaved through the floor tiles and slashed straight at Fang Zhiyi.

Fang Zhiyi did not dodge, but simply raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the sword energy that split the earth was blocked in front of him.

"Originally, I had no grudge against you, but... those people acted under my name, yet they died at your hands. This is unacceptable." Fang Zhiyi spoke casually, but his words were filled with intense killing intent.

"Cultivation is based on strength. They were all mediocre, so their deaths are no big deal!"

"What a fine excuse for mediocre talent... Weren't you just ordinary people before you came here? You call others mediocre, but they climbed up from the mortal realm step by step with their mediocre talent, while your strength was something you begged for."

Fang Zhiyi walked slowly forward amidst the fierce attacks of the group. With each step she took, the faces of the transmigrators darkened further.

"System! Wasn't it said that I'm practically invincible now?"

"Could he be a Mahayana cultivator? No, even if he is, I have a one-hit kill ability! System!"

"system?"

"Why do you think that I, who have painstakingly cultivated myself into an immortal for several lifetimes, would be defeated by you bunch of quick-fix products who rose to power through some system? Why do you not have to put in any effort while I have to suffer time and time again?" Fang Zhiyi slowly raised her hand, then pressed it down sharply. "Just thinking about it makes me angry."

The transmigrators immediately felt an immense pressure descend from the sky, and the roof that they had previously torn apart was instantly shattered, causing them to kneel down.

"How is this possible! System! Where is my Ancient Sacred Body?!" Someone coughed up blood from their mouth and nose.

Xiao Hei was a little dissatisfied, feeling that Fang Zhiyi had just made a veiled criticism of him.

Only Wang Xiaojia remained silent; his system was hidden inside his mind, and at this moment, the system's fear was beyond words.

"No, no, host, there's a devourer behind that person!" The scene it saw was even more direct than that of the transmigrator. Behind Fang Zhiyi stood a huge black monster. Every time the monster's tentacles rapidly reached out, a system was devoured by it. If it hadn't dodged fast enough, it would probably be finished too!