I Conquer the Heavens with a Blood Formation

My master dug out my Dao foundation, my fellow disciples cut off my path to immortality, and they threw me into a pit of ten thousand ghosts to die.

They climbed to high positions on my bones and blood, believing my body had long since vanished without a trace.

Until, in a pool of blood in the death cell, I drew my first formation.

If the immortal path is false and repulsive, then from this day on, the blood of every immortal and god in the heavens will be the eye of my formation.