The Final Fortune Supreme Treasure, Waiting by the Tree Stump for a Hare?

"Hahaha! Good, good! What a fine son of mine!" Qin Zhantian burst into hearty laughter.

His injuries healed at a frantic pace, and his cultivation soared just as wildly.

The certain death he had faced moments ago instantly changed.

It had become a complete rout!

As the Divine Emperor of Great Qin, he received the Fortune Baptism of the Great Qin Divine Dynasty. Even across such an immense distance, the baptism remained exceptionally thorough.

He had only been at the Middle Emperor Realm before, yet he now leapt straight into the Late Emperor Realm—and was still rising madly.

Soon, he reached the Demigod Realm.

"Good! Good! Good!" Qin Zhantian was ecstatic.

He looked at the beasts, his face brimming with smiles. "You filthy beasts, beating me up just now felt good, didn't it?"

"Now it's my turn to fuck you all up!"

"Today, every last one of you will die!"

Qin Zhantian now looked exactly like a petty man who had suddenly risen to power.

That was because he had been suppressed far too miserably.

Who could understand it? There were more than a hundred beasts, and even the weakest among them were not much weaker than him.

If he had not cultivated the Destruction Dao, he would have been dead long ago.

Yet unexpectedly, the more beasts he killed, the more appeared. He had nearly wanted to just give up.

It was like sweet rain after a long drought; when mountains and rivers seemed to leave no road ahead, the oppressed peasant turned around and burst into song.

Thus, he entered berserk battle mode and fought like mad.

The beasts died one after another beneath his hands. He was exhilarated beyond measure, and once he got excited, he easily lost control of himself.

As he slaughtered, he found himself