He stepped forward to stop Yuan Shahu, but Yun Sheng and the others would hardly let him act recklessly.
"Bat King," ordered Zong Ren.
The Bat King flapped its wings, its sharp Dragon Claws were just about to twist Xuan Wuji's neck.
Little did anyone know, at that moment, someone was faster than the Dragon Claw Bat King.
Xuan Wuji had never imagined that one day he would die at the hands of Yuan Shahu.
Yuan Shahu waved her right hand, and the strings of the zither responded with a snap, as sharp as an arrow off the bow, stabbing straight into Xuan Wuji's throat.
Xuan Wuji only felt a bloody taste spreading and gazing with wide-open eyes, he couldn't believe to his death that Yuan Shahu would actually strike to kill him.
"Xuan Wuji, when you threatened me with Bu Po's safety back then, you should have known that this day would come," said Yuan Shahu, her face as cold as frost beneath her veil.
