Di Jun's expression changed drastically when he saw the scene.
The Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation the Ancestral Witches had assembled this time was considerably stronger than it had been with Houtu present.
Just how formidable had the great god Pan Gu been? Even a Saint would probably have struggled to withstand a single exchange with him.
Now, merely by gathering killing intent and having the Ancestral Witches jointly command a shell that retained a remnant of Pan Gu's will, the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation displayed such overwhelming might. Clearly, the heights Pan Gu had reached at the dawn of World-Opening were beyond anything the world could fathom.
Di Jun's gaze fell on the long banners in the Ancestral Witches' hands, and he immediately understood why the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation had grown stronger. Those banners must have amplified the Grand Formation's power.
It seemed this was that brat Lin Tian's idea again.
He was certain Lin Tian had refined the long banners that amplified the Grand Formation's power. The Witch Clan was born without primordial spirits and could not refine magical treasures. Only Lin Tian possessed a primordial spirit while keeping his abilities deeply concealed. No wonder even Dijiang obeyed him.
"Hmph, so what if you've strengthened the Grand Formation?"
Di Jun gave a heavy snort. He had not been idle over the years, periodically supervising the three hundred and sixty-five Demon Gods as they practiced the Celestial Star Dou Formation. Now, the Demon Race's formation possessed tremendous power as well!
Thus, Di Jun had no fear of the Witch Clan's Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation.
"Power of the stars, gather into the Celestial Star Dou Formation!"
Di Jun shouted, pouring his boundless magical power into the River Chart and Luo Writing.
The Demon Gods corresponding to the three hundred and