And indeed, that is the reality.
The 'Heaven' is urging.
The battlefield in another space-time requires his presence.
Furthermore,
The aura of the East Buddha's fall was also detected by him, and he noticed the battle situation in the Southern Immortal Realm.
Tathagata was astonished by the power held by that young Daoist Lord, and also worried about the other's swift approach here.
Fear was certainly impossible.
Though that fellow is strong now, to the Saint Tathagata, he's nothing more than a Yang Jian cloaked in fortune.
As long as he steels his heart to kill, no one in this world can stop the footsteps of Tathagata.
But the problem is, he doesn't have much time left.
"The gods are foolish, the immortals stubborn, this heaven and earth need reckoning!"
Gazing at Yang Jian, who is still stubbornly resisting, a hint of aversion flickered across Tathagata's eyes, and his body manifested heavy illusions, drawing out the primordial energy of the grand cosmos.
