The moment the soul of the heavenly bull appeared, it opened its mouth and inhaled the green mist emanating from the fallen heavenly demon envoy.
Streaks of green gas were drawn into the bull's soul, and faintly, the phantom of a scorpion could be seen writhing within the mist.
Lin Chuan was momentarily stunned, but his body did not pause for even a split second. He took a step forward, and his figure vanished.
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