After he left, Lin Tian carefully considered the situation he faced this time.
According to Diting, the Heavenly Court was manageable. Though troublesome, it had no true experts among its forces.
But Great Emperor Gouchen and the Buddhist Sect would be harder to deal with. Not only had they sent two Great Luo cultivators, both also possessed magical treasures.
If he handled things poorly, he really could end up capsizing.
With that thought, he swept his long sleeve, and twelve formation banners rose into the air, arranging themselves before him.
Endless baleful energy spread, corrupting the minds of every living thing.
The All-Heaven Baleful God Formation was Lin Tian's ultimate trump card.
In terms of sheer power, when this formation erupted, it surpassed both the Hongmeng Heaven-Slaying Sword and the Demon Emperor Sword.
Phantoms of the Ancestral Witches flickered upon the banners. Only Dijiang had gained a measure of solid form.
Lin Tian held one hand palm-up, and a drop of essence blood appeared, carrying endless baleful energy. A single glance could plunge one's mind into savage frenzy, stirring an irresistible urge to slaughter.
This single drop of blood also weighed an immense amount and contained energy vast beyond measure.
Ancestral witch essence blood.
The reward from the Spirit Vine True Self last time.
During his month or so in the Heavenly Court, Lin Tian had never dared take it out, afraid of drawing attention.
The essence blood contained an enormous amount of energy, as terrifying as an entire world. Unfortunately, that energy was too violent and too chaotic. It was immensely useful to the Witch Clan, but poison to anyone else.
But with the All-Heaven Baleful God Formation, Lin Tian had a way to use it.
He tossed the drop of blood straight toward the Dijiang Banner.
Dijiang's phantom