Lin Tian felt a stirring in his heart.
Using the extension of Chiyou's Great Dao Plane to evolve a Great Dao Seed this time had truly given him a different experience!
"Set up the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation!"
Lin Tian's expression turned solemn, and his ringing voice resounded across the land.
Di Jun's expression changed drastically when he heard this. He had been certain that, with the Great Shaman Houtu missing, the Witch Clan would struggle to deploy the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation again.
Yet when he had seen Lin Tian issuing orders in Dijiang's stead, unease had already begun to creep into his heart.
Now that Lin Tian was leading the Twelve Ancestral Witches in setting up the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation, Di Jun was even more certain that he was the one chosen to replace Houtu in forming the All-Heaven Baleful God Formation. For some unknown reason, his standing was also remarkably high.
Even if the Witch Clan had no choice but to let a newcomer like Lin Tian fill Houtu's place and form the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation, why let a junior issue orders?
It had only been a hundred years. Even if Lin Tian possessed heaven-reaching abilities, the power of this Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation would still be greatly diminished.
Di Jun snorted coldly, thinking this to himself.
In truth, Di Jun could not make heads or tails of what medicine the Witch Clan was hiding in its gourd. He could only reassure himself for now. After all, the great battle had yet to begin, and there was no need to bolster another's spirit while diminishing his own might.
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
The Ancestral Witches all roared. Their voices seemed to descend from the Nine Heavens, shaking billions of miles of space. Countless creatures of the