After sending Feng Ling, whose cultivation reached Rank 97, flying with a single punch, Xuan Zi did not hesitate in the slightest. He clenched his right fist, light shimmered along his right arm, and a soul bone skill from a fifty-thousand-year right arm bone activated.
In an instant, an orange-red phantom gathered over Xuan Zi's right fist. It settled into his hand and, within a single breath, transformed into a gigantic Flame-Driving Divine Bull, which shot out as Xuan Zi threw a mighty punch.
In the blink of an eye, an unstoppable divine bull hurtled forward in a straight line. Its scarlet eyes and searing horns proclaimed the terror of this strike.
Unfortunately, sensing how terrifying Xuan Zi's strike was and being able to dodge it were two entirely different things.
As the only fire-attribute offensive soul skill possessed by Xuan Zi, whose martial soul was the Godly Taotie Bull, the soul bone skill bestowed by this bone had terrifying destructive power. It also greatly increased the purity of his bloodline; otherwise, he would never have absorbed it.
In just an instant, the two Titled Douluos standing in the path of Xuan Zi's Flame-Driving Divine Bull were hurled into the air by the unstoppable, fire-bathed divine bull. An impaled evil soul master hung from each of its horns.
Immediately afterward, Xuan Zi swept his hand, shielding Chen Ping and Huo Yuhao behind him, and instinctively moved to clench it hard.
"Xuan Zi, bring that Chen An along. I have a use for him."
To Chen An, who had witnessed the sudden turn of events and instantly felt his life was at its end, Chen Ping's words were like sweet rain falling from heaven.
Xuan Zi nodded at that, then casually tugged, pulling Chen An over from a distance as well.