He immediately took the Primordial Violet Qi and returned to the Heavenly Court with the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.
The moment Haotian returned, he eagerly entered seclusion, preparing to attain sainthood.
Changsheng Palace.
Yang Jian flew all the way there and landed before Changsheng Palace.
Kong Xuan had long sensed his presence and naturally opened the grand formation early.
"You're back?"
Kong Xuan looked Yang Jian up and down. He had not seen Yang Jian in many years.
These little brats, who knew what was wrong with them? Every last one of them loved wandering around outside.
Especially his younger brother, who even claimed he wanted to ascend the throne and become the leader of the Phoenix Clan, completely overlooking him, the first heir in line.
"Uncle Xuan, it's been a long time! Greetings, Senior Zhen Yuanzi!"
Yang Jian greeted Kong Xuan and also bowed to Zhen Yuanzi.
He was unfamiliar with Zhen Yuanzi, so he appeared exceedingly polite.
Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Kong Xuan, who looked back at him with a smug expression.
See? This was the advantage of entering the palace first. Even if those who came later became some so-called saints, could they compare to the Changsheng Palace disciples calling him Uncle Xuan?
Still, Kong Xuan could not figure out how his worthless younger brother was supposed to be ranked in seniority.
At that moment, Yang Jian naturally noticed Nezha, who stood beside Kong Xuan and Zhen Yuanzi, staring at him curiously.
"And this is?"
Yang Jian looked at the little child with wide eyes and found him rather familiar.
"Oh, this is your seventh junior brother, Nezha."
Kong Xuan introduced him to Yang Jian, then remembered something.
"Do you remember Lingzhuzi? This is Lingzhuzi's reincarnation."
"Lingzhuzi?"
Yang Jian was greatly astonished. "I never expected him