Lin Yibing's eyes were filled with menace, his face contorted and veins popped, his eyes turning blood-red like a frenzied beast. In his hand, he held a long knife that shimmered with immense brilliance.
"Today, I will make sure you die with no body to bury!"
Lin Yibing said viciously through gritted teeth.
A wave of sword intent instantly spread out, the powerful force nearly overturning the heavens.
Huo Fentian, Leng Yun, and others who stood relatively close to Lin Yibing were pushed away by this intertwining force of murderous and sword intent emanating from him, to a distance of a hundred meters.
"Snow Trace Knife!"
Lin Yibing said coldly through clenched teeth, and an overwhelming icy power instantly emanated from him. Suddenly, he took a fierce step forward, charging directly at Lin Bai.
Accompanied by terrifying sword intent, Lin Yibing charged toward Lin Bai, his force like a whirlwind of frost and snow, unstoppable as if a snow mountain were erupting.
