Xuan Zi Self-Destructs?

"Mei'er—!!!"

Xuan Zi completely lost his mind!

Under that mad hatred, the Godly Taotie Bull martial soul erupted once more with a terrifying, heart-stopping ferocity!

That horrifying aura from the primordial wilderness climbed higher and higher, even briefly overwhelming the chill of Zhongli Wu's Death God Demon Puppet and the scorching heat of Feng Ling's evil flames.

It was as if his Godly Taotie Bull martial soul had truly transformed into a real Taotie!

The bowl-sized, horrifying wound on Xuan Zi's left shoulder now seemed to have become an outlet for power. What gushed from it was no longer simple blood, but a flow of Soul Power wrapped in annihilating death energy, capable of devouring everything.

"Roar—!!!"

A roar that did not sound human exploded from deep in Xuan Zi's throat, shaking ripples through the surrounding space.

His eyes were blood-red, his hair and beard bristled upright, and his already burly body seemed to swell another size. Veins coiled beneath his skin like dragons, as if they might burst open at any moment.

The Taotie power that had originally devoured all things was no longer merely devouring; instead, it transformed into a destructive, berserk Soul Power!

"You Holy Spirit Cult bastards!!!"

Xuan Zi's voice was terribly sinister, every word carrying bone-deep killing intent and an almost insane resolve.

"You all deserve to die!!!"

"You forced this old man this far!"

"Today, I'll let you see what true—number one under heaven—really is!!"

"The glory of the Sea God Pavilion!"

"The dignity of Shrek! I will wash it clean with my life!!"

"All of you—break!!!"

Xuan Zi practically burned his soul to roar those final two words!

Xuan Zi clenched both fists, and all the Soul Power, Blood Qi, even the annihilating death energy that was so difficult to expel, were forcefully