The Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
By now, Yang Jian had received a message from Tongtian.
In other words, from this day onward, he officially had a junior fellow disciple, at least in name.
Wutian!
Only after receiving this news did Yang Jian breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, with Wutian joining them, Tathagata of the Western Paradise was utterly finished. Even without Yang Jian lifting a finger, Wutian alone could deal with him.
To be honest, Yang Jian felt somewhat helpless.
After all, if he had his way, he really would rather not use the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation or play his trump card, Wutian.
He wanted to cross swords with Tathagata of the Western Paradise fair and square. It was not about winning; he simply did not want to rely too heavily on outside power.
After all, that sort of thing could become second nature through habit.
But even though Yang Jian wanted this, he knew he could not make such a request now.
The reason was simple.
He knew very well that Tongtian's ultimate goal was for him to unite the Three Realms as quickly as possible, after which this Small World could be incorporated directly into the Primordial Great World.
Tongtian and the others had already spent five or six hundred years in this Small World. Clearly, they could not afford to delay any longer.
Yang Jian could not waste other people's time for his own selfish wishes.
That was plainly not something he could do.
Precisely for this reason, he had not brought it up when he met Tongtian earlier.
Yang Jian knew that if he wanted to improve his strength, there were plenty of ways to do so. There was no need to stubbornly dig in his heels over this particular matter.
*So, let