C1746 Qing Wukun Died

Regrettably, it had come to an end.

Qin Ming's hand morphed into a claw, and with a swift movement, he materialized before Qing Wukun, lunging for his chest with a deadly grasp.

Qing Wukun desperately tried to fend him off, but the nails on Qin Ming's claw were extraordinarily sharp, like weapons that could cut through anything.

"No..."

As he gazed at the gaping wound in his chest