The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

"It wouldn't hurt to give it a try, if it works..."

With this thought in mind, Lin Qi stood up and walked to the middle of the group of people in black trench coats who were sitting cross-legged. He also sat down cross-legged and then closed his eyes to circulate his sword manual.

Then, almost immediately, he sensed the guidance from the sword monument.

He did not resist, letting his consciousness drift toward the sword monument.

In his last moments before losing consciousness, he thought of the last words of the post, the advice of the torchbearer: "Don't put down your sword!"

When he opened his eyes again, he was stunned.

He found himself on a battlefield outside the realm, surrounded by all sorts of strange and ferocious alien creatures.

Suddenly, a special sword technique entered his mind: You have obtained the sword technique [Separation from Heaven]!

At the same time, a mission notification appears: Death means failure to complete the mission!

Lin Qi's brows furrowed deeply: Death equals failure? So, as long as you live, you're good to go? Living isn't the problem, but what about the time limit? How long do you have to live to be considered a success?

There's also the sword technique [Separation from Hatred], which burns lifespan to gain a power boost? The more you burn, the stronger you become? But the problem is, what if you burn too much? Wouldn't you easily die? So what's the use of this sword technique? It's a complete negative boost!

Just as Lin Qi was pondering, a fellow soldier, also dressed in a black trench coat with a sword-shaped badge on his chest, patted him on the shoulder: "Stop daydreaming, let's go!"

After saying that, he drew his sword and charged into the horde of aliens.

Lin Qi shook his head, having no clue how to pass the fifth level of the Sword Monument, so he could only draw his sword and join the battle.

However, his strategy was to prioritize self-preservation, since the sword monument indicated that death meant failure in the challenge, so he had to ensure his own survival first.

To Lin Qi's surprise, he had assumed that the test given by the sword monument was survival, so these alien species must be very strong. However, after he drew his sword, he discovered that those alien species with ferocious appearances were actually surprisingly weak, and he could kill a whole group of them with a single sword strike.

Even so, Lin Qi remained vigilant.

As Wang Qi had predicted, a huge crimson descent ritual appeared in the middle of the battlefield after a while.

Then, as the descent ritual was performed, a terrifying crimson figure, spherical in shape and with one eye, descended!

Sensing the terrifying aura unique to extraterrestrial deities, Lin Qi glanced at his comrades still fighting around him, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly retreated in the opposite direction.

This was merely the test of the Sword Stele, and his top priority was to survive!

But the one-eyed, scarlet figure didn't run rampant for long.

A dazzling sword light flashed from the depths of the void, and the one-eyed crimson figure vanished instantly.

But to Lin Qi's astonishment, the moment the one-eyed crimson figure was destroyed, the sword monument informed him that he had failed the challenge!

Immediately, Lin Qi, standing before the sword monument, opened his eyes and began to reflect on himself: Was simply being alive not enough? Was the [Separation from Hatred] sword technique given to him so that he could fight that extraterrestrial deity?

Then Lynch tried again.

This time, he charged straight at the one-eyed, scarlet figure.

But to his dismay, he discovered that even if he burned most or almost all of his lifespan, he could still be killed by a single glare from that one-eyed scarlet figure.

Lin Qi tried several more times but still couldn't get it right, so he had to give up on this attempt.

He sighed, "It seems I'll have to practice on my own for now, and wait until I reach the fifth level of the Sword Manual..."

Then, Lin Qi continued his routine of going to work, practicing swordsmanship, sleeping, and then going to work again.

More than thirty years passed in the blink of an eye. He finally mastered the fifth level of the Sword Manual by slowly and painstakingly cultivating it. Just as he was waiting for the Sword Monument to open again, he received a mission to go to the outer battlefield to eliminate alien species.

So Lin Qi went to the battlefield outside the domain.

During this mission, Lin Qi was besieged by multiple extraterrestrial beings who were one level higher than him. Even though he persevered and waited for rescue, he still suffered irreversible injuries and lost all his cultivation.

From then on, no matter how many methods he tried, he was still unable to practice swordsmanship or communicate with the sword monument.

In the end, feeling dejected, Lin Qi was forced to retire early and live a quiet life in an inconspicuous small city.

For the first twenty years after becoming a cripple, Lynch was constantly anxious and could only fall asleep with the help of alcohol or sleeping pills.

After all, it is indeed very cruel to make a swordsman unable to hold a sword again.

Why do we say the first twenty years? Because in the twentieth year, a turning point occurred.

"They all say you used to be the Swordholder!"

"Wow, is that the sword you always carry with you the swordsman's personal sword?"

"Can you also fly on a sword and wipe out many alien species from beyond the realm with a single strike?"

"Then you must be an incredibly powerful swordsman!"

"Forget it, alien species are too dangerous. It's better to stay safe and sound."

"I wove this sword tassel myself. It's not valuable or a treasure, but it would look really nice hanging on your sword!"

"You're not allowed to complain!"

"Also, this wasn't made especially for you! It was just extra food!"

"If you insist on repaying me, then show me your impressive swordsmanship with this sword."

"Can't wield a sword? No problem, then let me show you."

Lin Qi had thought he would spend the rest of his life simply guarding the sword of the swordsman, but ever since that girl named Weiwei came, everything has become colorful again.

Whenever he was anxious, Weiwei would do everything she could to cheer him up. Whenever he tossed and turned at night and couldn't fall asleep, Weiwei would gently soothe him and coax him to sleep.

Gradually, Lin Qi let go of the past, no longer needed to rely on large amounts of alcohol and sleeping pills to fall asleep, and began to have new expectations for the future.

Although Lin Qi was over seventy years old at this time, thanks to his previous cultivation, he looked only in his thirties.

So one ordinary morning, he and Weiwei made a vow in front of the Sword Ancestor's statue and became husband and wife.

Soon after, he welcomed a new life into their little family.

She was an adorable little girl with chubby cheeks like Vivi.