Lin Chen refused to hand over the Divine Artifact, and neither the Sect Master nor the Elders wanted to compromise their reputation by forcefully taking it, so they had no choice but to let the matter go.
But the issue was far from resolved.
With so many disciples in Ziyun Sect, there were always some daring enough to steal Lin Chen's Divine Artifact under tacit approval.
And that was different from Lin Chen willingly giving it up.
Lin Chen was forced to break his contract with the Divine Artifact and found himself trampled underfoot.
"Senior brother, don't blame your junior, but with you in this state, how can you protect the Sect and resist the Demon Clan? I will use this Divine Artifact to avenge you properly."
Lin Chen stretched out a trembling hand, only for a foot to mercilessly step on it, grinding it harshly twice.
"Senior brother, you might as well recover here."
"My Divine Artifact..." Lin Chen's eyes reddened.
"Senior brother, it's no longer yours now."
