Chapter 687: Departure! No Return!

Another Ancient Entity, equally shocked beyond words:

"This child... is literally a once‑in‑a‑myriad‑ages prodigy born for the Sword Dao!"

A Dark Being sighed:

"This child... I have never had a suitable heir for my mantle..."

"This child is simply the most fitting candidate..."

But immediately—

He shook his head, his voice full of bitterness and helplessness:

"No... not right..."

"This child's strength... I no longer have the qualification to teach him..."

"Behind this child must stand an unimaginable supreme being!"

"We... have no right to interfere!"

"Too terrifying!"

And just at that moment!

Above the Nine Heavens in Feng Caichen's sector—

Suddenly several terrifying SpaceTimeRifts tore across the sky!

"Boom—!!!"

The rifts were colossal, like Liewen in the heavens!

From within those rifts—

Endless Bane Creatures surged out!

They rushed in to slaughter!

Obviously—

The Bane calamity erupted!

This Jianxu Great Universe, of course, was also affected!

That Bane formation was extremely powerful!

In number, it was terrifyingly huge!

And its strength was formidable!

Both King Immortal and Immortal King were present!

Dao Realm beings, Quasi‑Supreme and Supreme were also there!

Even—

In the highest Void layer, nine infinitely towering Dark Shadows stood proudly!

Those nine terrifyingly dreadful Bane aura shadows—

Their aura, at minimum, reached the terrifying realm of Giant Supreme!

They looked down upon the Jianxu Great Universe below, their eyes filled with indifference and murderous intent!

"Kill—!!!"

"Destroy this universe!"

"Devour everything!"

Countless Bane Creatures roared and bellowed, crazily slashing toward the Jianxu Great Universe!

The momentum was as vast as the sea!

The killing aura blocked the sky and eclipsed the sun!

The Jianxu Great Universe, countless beings, instantly felt an extreme crisis!

Even despair!

"It's over... it's over..."

A Sword Cultivator lay crippled on the ground, eyes full of despair:

"So many Bane Creatures... and nine unimaginable terrifying beings..."

"We... we are doomed..."

An elder Sword Cultivator looked to the heavens and sighed long:

"Is the heavens about to doom our Jianxu Great Universe..."

However—

At this hair‑splitting moment!

Feng Caichen cast a glance toward that direction.

That glance was as calm as water.

Like watching a swarm of ants.

Then—

He raised his hand.

And pointed his finger like a sword.

A sword slash flew out!

"Boom—!!!"

A blade of sword light burst across the sky!

That sword light, dazzling and radiant, illuminated the entire Jianxu Great Universe!

That sword light, razor‑sharp beyond compare, sliced through space‑time!

That sword light, vast as the sea, swept across the heavens!

Where the sword light passed—

All Bane Creatures were instantly annihilated!

The Bane Creatures of the King Immortal—eradicated!

The Bane Creatures of the Immortal King—eradicated!

The Bane Creatures of the Dao Realm—eradicated!

The Bane Creatures of the Quasi‑Supreme—eradicated!

The Bane Creatures of the Supreme—eradicated!

Those nine Titan‑level Giant Supreme terrifying Bane Dark Shadows—

Also eradicated!

Not even a speck of ash remained!

Feng Caichen—

One sword slew all the great foes!

……

The whole arena—

Deadly silence!

Then—

An earth‑shattering cheer erupted!

"Heavenly Sword!"

"Heavenly Sword!"

"Heavenly Sword!"

Countless Sword Cultivators knelt on the ground, offering reverent bows to that figure in white robes that outshone the snow!

Their eyes were filled with zeal, awe, and gratitude!

It was the relief of surviving the calamity!

It was the shock of witnessing the celestial beings!

It was the excitement of witnessing a legend!

Feng Caichen, in white robes that outshone the snow, remained calm and unhurried.

He paid no heed to the endless cheers of the beings below, took a step forward, and left the place!

His direction—

Nine Heavens Ten Lands, Ancient Sword Tomb!

At the same time, he murmured softly, his voice full of resolve and determination:

"No Return Path—"

"Feng—has arrived!"

……

After returning to the Ancient Sword Tomb, Feng Caichen met the Heavenly Sword Master and the Ice Sword Immortal.

The Ancient Sword Tomb still swirled with sword qi soaring to the heavens, sword intent permeating everything.

Those young Sword Cultivators were training hard, preparing for the upcoming great war.

The Heavenly Sword Master, upon seeing Feng Caichen return, had a weathered face full of excitement and satisfaction.

He surveyed Feng Caichen from head to toe, feeling that terrifying sword Dao aura, nodding repeatedly:

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Good disciple, you finally broke through!"

The Ice Sword Immortal was equally pleased, a hint of smile appearing on his cold face:

"Hehe, Feng kid, I knew you would walk the No Return Path."

He paused, and in his deep Dark Eye a trace of solemnity flashed:

"The Sword Ancestor of the Horizon has already gone."

"You now also have the qualification to go."

"Remember—"

"Be careful about everything."

The Heavenly Sword Master also suppressed his smile, his weathered face now full of pride and worry:

"Good disciple, go without worry."

"Ancient Sword Tomb, everything is fine, no need to worry."

"Use your sword Dao—"

"to illuminate the Darkness of the No Return Path…"

Feng Caichen looked at the two elders, and a ripple flickered in his eyes, as still as an ancient well.

He nodded solemnly, his voice full of resolve and gratitude:

"Master, Ice Sword Senior, everyone—"

"Farewell…"

Then—

Feng Caichen completely turned into a streak of sword light!

Towards Above the Nine Heavens, go!

That sword light, brilliant and dazzling, lit up the heavens of the Ancient Sword Tomb!

That sword light, fierce and unmatched, cut through the Void's barrier!

That sword light, vast as the sea, swept across the winds and clouds of Zhutian!

……

At the same time.

After the outbreak of the ominous calamity.

Many young prodigies also realized the urgency of the situation.

Their pursuit of power became even more frantic and obsessive.

Ao Huanggu, the Young Emperor Fiend of the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan, was deep within the mysterious Great Universe, battling an ancient Dragon Soul.

That Dragon Soul was once a great figure of the Dragon Clan, immensely powerful.

But Ao Huanggu showed no fear, manifesting his true form to confront it head‑on.

Dragon blood spilled, dragon scales shattered, yet the light in his eyes grew ever brighter.

Jian Wushuang, the contemporary prodigy of the Nine-Ye Di Sword Vine Clan, was meditating in the Sword Path Holy Land of the Jianxu Great Universe.

Around him swirled Nine Dao sword intents, each continuously solidifying and expanding.

He was only one step away from breakthrough.

Ning Wushuang, the mysterious heir of the Taigu Ning Clan, was deep within an ancient Great Universe, contemplating the profoundly mysterious secrets.

His aura grew ever more ethereal, ever more transcendent, as if he might ascend to become a celestial being at any moment.

Jian Guchen, the Young Emperor Fiend of the Nine-Ye Di Sword Vine Clan, likewise fought within a secret Sword Path realm somewhere in the Jianxu Great Universe, battling an ancient sword‑intent imprint.

His sword grew faster, sharper, and ever closer to the ultimate of the Sword Path.

Yuan Yishi, the young man of transcendent bearing, was deep within the Primeval Great Universe, contemplating the mysteries of the world's initial opening.

His aura grew older, deeper, as if he were of the same origin as Heaven and Earth.

Ao Taixu, the contemporary prodigy of the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan, was in the Dragon Tomb of the Longjie Great Universe, seeking the legacy of his ancestors.

His bloodline was constantly purifying, and his strength kept rising.

Dou Tianxiong, the peerless prodigy of the Sacred War Heaven Ape Clan, was deep within the Manhuang Great Universe, battling an ancient ferocious beast.

His body was scarred all over, yet his battle spirit grew ever stronger.

He recalled his elder brother's words—"In the future, become a being who can stand alone."

They all were intensifying their trials.

They all were crazily getting stronger.

In their hearts, they all set their sights on ascending the No Return Path.

Even—

Qiubai, that mysterious and transcendent figure, had already begun to qualify for stepping onto the No Return Path.

He stood deep within the Jiemie Great Universe, surrounded by endless Dead Silence and murderous intent.

His gaze pierced the Void, looking toward that legendary place.

"No Return Path…"

He murmured, his voice full of anticipation and battle spirit:

"I have come."

Xu Tianfeng, the peerless prodigy of the Order Clan, likewise had begun to qualify for stepping onto the No Return Path.

He stood at the edge of the Primeval Great Universe, with Order, Disorder, and Chaos swirling around him.

His gaze, likewise, looked toward the direction of the No Return Path.

"Epoch conquest, about to commence…"

He said lightly, his voice full of anticipation and battle spirit:

"Interesting."

They did not hesitate either, and joined in.

……

And as time passed—

The terror of the ominous calamity across Zhutian Wanjie grew ever higher…

The battle between endless living beings and the ominous grew ever more tragic and heroic…

Every day, countless beings fell.

Every day, countless strong ones bled.

Every day, countless civilizations perished.

Fresh blood stained the starry sky of Zhutian Wanjie crimson.

Corpses piled up into continuous mountains.

……

Ye Wuque stood proudly atop the Summit of Nine Heavens Ten Earth.

He cast one last glance at the Nine Heavens Ten Lands.

The vast Star Domain, the brilliant Star River, the countless beings.

That was his hometown.

That was his root.

That was the place he protected.

"Wait for me."

He said softly.

Then—

He stepped forward.

He set out on the journey toward the No Return Path!

His Dark Shadow grew farther and smaller.

Finally—

It turned into a black dot, disappearing into the endless firmament.

Behind him—

The Nine Heavens Ten Lands still shone brilliantly.

Countless living beings were fighting in a blood‑soaked battle.

Countless Heavenly Pride were striving to become stronger.

Countless hopes were being nurtured within the Darkness.

And ahead—

It was the No Return Path.

It was the ultimate battlefield.

It was the source of the Darkness.

It was the unknown terror.

But—

In Ye Wuque's eyes, there was not the slightest fear.

Only—

Endless fighting spirit.

And steadfast belief.

"No Return Path—"

"Ye, I'm here!"