Where is Inoue Kazuo?
A booming shout echoed out.
The faces of Caozhi Zhenyan and the others turned ugly.
It was clear that the voice came from someone of Xuan Country.
How could there be a voice of someone from Xuan Country? The faces of the members of the Caozhi clan grew grim.
Especially for Caozhi Zhenyan, today was the day of their Shrine's ceremony, and the person they were commemorating was a crucial figure. They absolutely couldn't let anyone from Xuan Country learn anything significant.
Turning around, they saw that the member of the Caozhi clan holding the Tang Sword was gripping the person hugging the sword tightly.
"How is this possible? The Tang Sword, which has been submerged for ten years, has shown no signs of activity. How could it suddenly start moving!" Caozhi Zhenyan remembered the moment ten years ago when the Tang Sword moved in the hands of a Tang, dancing like a Divine Artifact.
