He was about to close the lid when another gust of wind passed, and the gemstone instantly shattered into countless pieces,
gleaming white fragments carried away by the wind, falling into the vast sea, soon submerged and disappeared from sight.
Ya Shitian's body stiffened.
Ji Luo said indifferently, "This gemstone is gone forever."
The man slowly lifted his gaze; his eyes were pitch dark, devoid of any warmth.
"What have you done?"
"Petrification powder."
Ya Shitian knew that there was a very powerful powder that could pulverize hard stones.
The gemstone was also a kind of stone.
"Why?" he asked without warmth.
Ji Luo smiled bewitchingly, "This way the world can end; if we're going to die, let's all die together."
"You want to die, so you want us to join you?"
