"Hua Anni... Xia Shanhe..."
Chu Xuan murmured these names softly, his voice low and icy, as if echoing from the depths of the netherworld.
The words had barely left his lips when the Longyu Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a crisp, resonant hum. The golden dragon phantom on the blade surged and writhed, lifelike, roaring with fury as if grieving for the hatred of the past. "The two of you died far too easily. The Ancient Clan... Daori... No matter how many obstacles lie ahead, I will find my mother and make everyone who participated in that tragedy pay in blood!"
Chapter 174