The two wooden swords circled around, emitting a shocking sword aura. They sped toward Shangguan Xiu's head, one from the left, one from the right, carrying Meng Hao's killing intent with them. This time, it was clear that Shangguan Xiu would not be able to evade.
"There is something more precious than a Flawless Foundation," shrieked Shangguan Xiu in a piercing voice. "It's something that in the Southern Domain, in fact in all the four continents, is a hundred thousand times more rare than your tenth level of Qi Condensation. I'm talking about a Perfect Foundation!! Meng Hao, you…." Then Meng Hao's two swords stabbed into his head, sending fountains of blood in all directions.
Shangguan Xiu died instantly. He had not lived past one hundred years, but rather, had died feeling infinite grievance.
