Lu Fusheng, sitting on the ground, was utterly filled with despair at this moment!
The power of the Demon God waned.
Lu Fusheng reverted to his original state.
His arm disappeared, the strange face of the Demon God vanished, he returned to his original form, and his stature shrunk as well.
Lu Chuan walked up to him and grabbed his hair.
"Still trying to resist?"
"It's over..." Lu Fusheng murmured softly.
"It's over; you accept your fate? You are no match for me!"
"Yes, I'm not, you are the chosen one, all these things on you, are enough to prove..."
He sighed again.
"You chose the wrong path, believed in the slander of alien Demonic Cultivators, and in order to gain power, you even committed heinous acts, hurting my family members, it's entirely self-inflicted!"
"Now, it's time for me to end you!"
Lu Chuan drew the Soul Terminating Sword and placed it on his neck.
"The Lu family still has many of my loyal followers, if you kill me, it won't be cleaned up!"
