No matter how hard he tried, there was no reaction at all, as if the sword and Lin Ce’s fingers had grown together.
Lin Ce gave a mocking laugh and applied pressure with his fingers. With a crisp *snap*, the Blood Sword was actually snapped in two by Lin Ce.
Yin Xuefeng was shaking all over with rage, nearly driven to madness. Lin Ce had actually snapped his Blood Sword—the precious blade that had been with him for decades.
Chapter 99