"Drip, drip."
One drop of fresh blood after another fell from the severed head, landing on the ground.
Lu Changsheng had returned to Beiling City.
In his hand, he carried Sheng Yuan's severed head, step by step heading toward the martial arts practice building.
"It's him again, Sword Twelve. Why does he only have one head this time?"
"Yeah, isn't it his habit to always bring back dozens of Northern Barbarian heads? Why only one this time?"
"Why does this head look so familiar?"
Many people were still puzzled.
Why had Sword Twelve "wrapped up" so early today?
Just one head? That didn't fit his character.
But soon, someone finally recognized whose head Sword Twelve was carrying.
"That... is Sheng Yuan?"
"Oh my god, it really is Sheng Yuan! Ranked second on the Shen Power Ranking, he recently saw massive improvements in his strength, even heavily wounding Song Wuqing!"
"Sheng Yuan is dead? Beheaded by Sword Twelve?"
