The chaos flame was a trump card Xiao Fan absolutely could not reveal. To kill all three men in a single strike, he had carefully planned everything before making his move.
Every word spoken and every movement made during the battle had been meticulously calculated, so the result was entirely within Xiao Fan's expectations.
However, the greater reason Xiao Fan had managed to kill the Hall of Souls' Dou Zun in such a short time was that the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan had suppressed the surrounding space.
Although that suppression left Xiao Fan unable to escape, trapped like a turtle in a jar inside the Demon Phoenix Bell, viewed from another angle, the Hall of Souls experts were confined to the same space.
Xiao Fan was unaccustomed to it, but his opponents were equally inexperienced.
Faced with Xiao Fan's terrifying attacks, their first instinct as Dou Zun experts was to escape using spatial force. Yet under the Demon Phoenix Bell's suppression, the very measure meant to restrain Xiao Fan had instead become their death warrant.
Yin Gu and his two companions now radiated dangerous auras, their gazes fixed on Xiao Fan as though they wanted to swallow him alive and strip the skin from his bones.
Of the seven Dou Zun, only one had escaped in soul form. The other six had been burned to ashes by Xiao Fan's heavenly flames.
Seeing Xiao Fan standing there almost completely uninjured, the fury in the three men's hearts reached its peak.
Their gazes locked firmly onto him as the Dou Qi within their bodies boiled, enveloping all the space around Xiao Fan and denying him any further chance to pick them off one by one.
Yin Gu turned toward Yao Gui on the other side and said, "Yao Gui! Our Hall of