And so.
Lin Tian watched Xing Tian carry out the system's mission all along the way.
After slaughtering one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, Xing Tian had stormed the Heavenly Court alone before it could even react.
Outside the Heavenly Court, he had slain the Four Heavenly Kings guarding the eastern, western, southern, and northern heavenly gates in an instant, as easily as chopping melons and slicing vegetables.
Now, before the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Hundreds of thousands of elite Witch Clan warriors had all ascended to the Heavenly Court.
Behind Xing Tian, they deployed the Witch Clan's utterly unique hunting formation. As the battle formation rose, hundreds of thousands of Witch Clan warriors immediately concealed themselves in the gaps between the various order laws.
Boom!
The battle formation radiated the Witch Clan's ruthless ferocity and heaven-surging power.
In truth.
Within the Primordial World of this plane.
No living being dared scorn the Heavenly Court's authority to its face.
Anyone who dared do so would be challenging the authority of the Daoist School lineage-and the authority of Daoist Hongjun, the lofty Dao Ancestor presiding over that lineage.
Xing Tian was one of the Witch Clan's Four Heavenly Kings and a Great Shaman.
When he faced the one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who descended upon the Xingtian Platform, he had slaughtered them without hesitation, reducing them to ash in an instant.
At that moment.
He had already resolved to fight Haotian of the Daoist School lineage's Heavenly Court to the bitter end, until one side was dead.
Yet his original sense of being an outsider who had crossed over from another plane.
Amid this merciless slaughter, as his momentum soared while he cut his way up to the Heavenly Court.
Xing Tian had gradually forgotten that he was a