Crazy Demonic Descent, Fortune Plummeting!

Drawing a sword for four hundred thousand years, yet even a Void God Realm would come to nothing!

And he still failed to kill even one Child of Destiny.

That was enough to show that a Child of Destiny was truly Heaven's Will's damned biological son.

A Void God Realm? Hmph, what the hell was that thing, daring to provoke Heaven's Will's biological son?

"Since you have no other tricks left, how about you die?"

Qin Luo strode toward Hua Chenghui. "As your martial uncle, I sincerely hope you can obediently stretch your neck toward my blade and take your own life."

"But you brat are clearly not that filial, so I can only finish you off myself."

"If you want someone to blame, don't blame your martial uncle. Go blame your master."

"She laid out a game of chess, but you were merely one of the pieces. Your only purpose was to help me take another step forward!"

Thud, thud, thud...

The sound of footsteps rang in Hua Chenghui's ears. Sitting on the ground, he lowered his head and laughed.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Good, good, good. You spoke very well, but you want to kill me?"

Hua Chenghui raised his head to look at Qin Luo, his eyes icy.

"But I think it's still not enough!"

He reached out and gripped the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar. Beneath his large hand, the jar, whose cracks had already been mended, began to shatter once more.

Streams of energy were squeezed out through the cracks in the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar.

None of that energy escaped Hua Chenghui's palm.

His expression grew increasingly savage. Black qi began to emerge above his head. Just moments ago, his fortune had surged like a rainbow, filled entirely with Primordial Purple Qi, but now it was beginning to turn