The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Shen Yifei stayed in the Cauldron of Myriad Things for three whole days.

For three days, he devoted all his attention to the third sword technique left by his father.

Return to the ruins.

Po Jun emphasizes momentum, unstoppable advance, and overwhelming others with sheer force.

The term "Rift River" refers to continuous flow, wave after wave, endlessly regenerating.

As for Guixu... Guixu's sword intent consists of only four words.

There was no return.

Shen Yifei couldn't understand these four words at first.

He tried to swing his sword, pouring all his spiritual power into it. The sword intent surged like a river, and the power after the strike was indeed astonishing, but it didn't seem to be much stronger than Po Jun and Lie Chuan.

He tried countless times, and he flattened a mountain peak, but the power was never as earth-shattering as he had imagined.

With this kind of swordsmanship, dealing with Di Yuan would be like tickling him.

In fact, he knew exactly where the problem with this sword strike lay.

Going there with no return means going with the mindset of certain death, intending to perish together with the opponent.

Now, with every sword strike he makes, he has to think about how to stop the attack. If he saves his strength, then there's no question of no return.

Gui Xu's sword techniques are not complicated; in fact, they can be described as extremely simple, so simple that they evoke only one feeling: concentrating all of one's spiritual power, soul, and even life force into a single sword strike.

Then, slash it out.

No defense, no retreat, no room for maneuver, regardless of whether one lives or dies after this strike.

"The problem with your sword strike is that you wanted to come back alive," Xinghe advised from the side.

The moves were simple, the principles were simple, even Xinghe could see it, so how could Shen Yifei not understand?

However, how many people can truly survive a life-or-death situation?

"Xinghe, until that moment comes, who wouldn't want to come back alive?"

"Then you can't master the Return to Nothingness skill now," Xinghe said bluntly.

Shen Yifei was speechless after Xinghe's words.

His understanding of Guixu was correct, but the more he understood the true essence of this sword technique, the more he knew his own shortcomings.

He, Shen Yifei, couldn't bring himself to disregard everything.

He has too many things he can't let go of.

Ye Ling was cultivating when she suddenly said, "You can't master the Returning Void technique not because you're afraid of death, but because you're afraid that after you die, no one will protect the people you've been protecting."

One sentence was enough to enlighten Shen Yifei.

He thought carefully about the women he knew.

He hadn't made any promises to any of them, yet these women were all willing to follow him.

Perhaps subconsciously, it is because of the existence of these women that I strive so hard to grow.

When he encounters Su Wuwang and Yin Wuxie, who are at the Golden Core stage, he must do his best to surpass them; when he encounters Leng Rushuang and Feng Qingyin, he must break through his limits.

But every woman he's met is precious to him. If he dies, who will take care of them?

"So... I must live." Shen Yifei silently raised the Long Sky Sword again. "The Return to the Void Sword Technique, you're forcing me to choose between fighting to the death and saving my life. But I have my woman, I must live. What do you mean by 'no return'... This sword strike will only kill you..."

He took a deep breath and slashed out with his sword again.

He didn't think about anything when he swung the sword.

He had no intention of returning to the void, no longer pondered the possibility of no return, and no thought about destruction followed by reconstruction. He simply poured all the remaining regenerative power within his body into the longsword.

Without building momentum, without hesitation, and without giving that force any room to turn back.

The moment the sword light fell, dozens of mountain peaks within the Cauldron of Myriad Things were instantly reduced to dust.

What was originally a mountainous area immediately turned into a plain.

On a distant pavilion, Liu Mengli, clinging to Hongxiu's arm, stared wide-eyed. "Good heavens... Master's sword strike could probably pierce a hole in the sky."

The sword light dissipated, and Shen Yifei's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

He slowly exhaled, his sharpness like a sword whose edge had been concealed.

He turned around and grinned at Xinghe: "Alright, the Return to Nothingness should be complete."

Xinghe squatted by the edge of the medicinal herb field in the distance, patting her chest: "You scared me to death, brother! I feel your sword strike was a little lacking, but I can't quite put my finger on it!"

Shen Yifei felt a little uncomfortable after hearing what Xinghe said.

He considered this sword strike to be perfect!

Unprecedented power!

He weighed the Long Sky Sword in his hand, savoring the feeling of that sword strike just now.

Logically speaking, that sword strike was already exhilarating, so powerful that it changed the color of the heavens and earth, but Xinghe said it was still a little lacking.

He looked down at the flat land he had carved out. The once rolling mountains had vanished without a trace, leaving only a bare ground.

In terms of power, this sword strike is definitely worthy of the title.

But if Xinghe says it's almost there, then it really is almost there.

This girl always has a sweet tongue and never says anything discouraging.

"What's wrong with it? Xinghe, tell me." Shen Yifei sheathed his sword, walked over to Xinghe, and squatted down.

Xinghe tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Brother, although I've never seen the Guixu sword technique before, from your description, the essence of this sword lies in 'no return.' Just now, we were still struggling with the 'no return,' but shouldn't 'going' be more important?"

Shen Yifei had finally achieved something big, but Xinghe poured cold water on his efforts, leaving him feeling utterly disheartened.

"Xinghe, what are you saying? I haven't figured it out yet. Can you give your brother some more pointers?"

"Brother, you've only focused on the 'no return' aspect of the words 'Return to the Void.' No return is the result, while going is the cause. Your sword strike just now, although it involved both going and returning, it was a case of wanting to go but not daring to go, and wanting to return but being reluctant to leave. That's not called Return to the Void, that's called procrastination."

When Shen Yifei heard Xinghe say this, it felt somewhat familiar. The phrase "wanting to go but not daring to go, wanting to return but not daring to return"—wasn't that...?

However, what Xinghe said was both right and wrong!

Shen Yifei closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. "I understand!"

He finally understood what his sword strike lacked. It wasn't a lack of strength, speed, or technique.

What he lacks is the "go".

There is no turning back. The word "go" is the essence. If you're going, you should go without hesitation.

Ultimately, it's all about fear.

They were afraid of dying, afraid that without them, no one would protect them.

But if a man really wants to protect someone, he must have the confidence to risk everything for them.

You can be afraid of death, but you can't let that prevent you from going. What can a man who's afraid to go use to protect others?

He gripped the Long Sky Sword tightly and took a deep breath.

This time, he no longer deliberately pursued "no return"; he only thought about the people he wanted to protect.

Ye Ling, Liu Mengli, Hongxiu, Xinghe, Ao Ying, Gu Yunyan, Luo Qinghe, Feng Qingyin, Leng Rushuang... and my mother, who is both far away and close at hand.

They were all waiting for him.

His mother was waiting for him in the Spirit Ruins; he dared not die. But he dared not disobey her either.

In this life, some things are simply fate.

The sword is drawn.

This sword strike was silent, without a sound, without light, and without brilliance.

Only by going forward without hesitation!

This sword strike wasn't for myself, but for the one I deeply love!

With a single sword strike, a roar resounded from within the Myriad Things Cauldron, and an incredible power enveloped Shen Yifei's sword energy!

The sword fell silently!