With a single punch, Elder Xuan sent Feng Ling, whose cultivation had reached Rank Ninety-Seven, flying. Without the slightest hesitation, he clenched his right fist, his right arm glowing faintly as a fifty-thousand-year-level right arm bone soul skill lit up.
In an instant, an orange-red phantom gathered around Elder Xuan's right fist. The phantom landed in his hand and, within a single breath, transformed into an enormous Fire-Controlling Divine Ox that shot forth with Elder Xuan's heavy punch.
In the blink of an eye, the unstoppable divine ox flew straight ahead. Its crimson eyes and blazing ox horns proclaimed the terror of this attack.
Unfortunately, being able to sense the terror of Elder Xuan's attack and being able to evade it were entirely different matters.
As the only Fire Attribute offensive Soul Skill possessed by Elder Xuan, the owner of the Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul, this Soul Bone Skill was unimaginably destructive. It had also greatly enhanced the purity of Elder Xuan's bloodline; otherwise, he would never have absorbed it.
In an instant, the two Titled Douluo blocking Elder Xuan's Fire-Controlling Divine Ox were sent flying by the unstoppable Fire-Bathed Divine Ox. Each of the divine ox's horns had skewered an Evil Soul Master it had hurled into the air.
Immediately afterward, Elder Xuan waved a hand and shielded Chen Ping and Huo Yuhao behind him, instinctively preparing to clench his fist.
"Elder Xuan, bring Chen An with us. I have a use for him."
To Chen An, who had just witnessed this sudden upheaval and instantly felt that his life was at its end, Chen Ping's words were like rain after a drought.
Elder Xuan nodded, then casually tugged through the air and pulled Chen An over as well.
"Xuan Zi? Shrek? This was your scheme all along?