In Beiling City, Lu Changsheng walked toward the Martial Pavilion with Sheng Yuanyi's head in one hand. Drop after drop of fresh blood fell from it and spattered across the ground.

People along the way stared in confusion. Dao Shi'er rarely returned so early, and he would usually bring back more than one head. This did not seem like his usual style.

"It's Dao Shi'er again. But why is he only carrying one head?"

"Right. Doesn't he usually bring back dozens every time? Why just one today?"

"And why does that head look so familiar?"

Just then, someone recognized the head Dao Shi'er was holding.

"That's Sheng Yuanyi!"

"Heavens, it really is Sheng Yuanyi! He's ranked second on the Divine Strength Rankings. The one whose strength surged recently, the same man who even severely injured Song Wuqing!"

"Dao Shi'er's...