Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Guo Shiyi was still recounting her past with a look of reminiscence. Qin Xiaochuan looked at her earnest face and the slight smile in her eyes, guessing that her life in the Wudang Sect must have been very pleasant.

He was almost reluctant to interrupt her, especially since doing so might not necessarily succeed, and if it failed, it would only plunge them back into despair.

But he had to do it because their time was limited and their spiritual energy was constantly draining away. He had to try, even if there was only a sliver of hope, because he had no other choice.

Qin Xiaochuan felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Although the hope was slim, in a desperate situation, it could be magnified into infinite possibilities, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"Listen to me." He interrupted Guo Shiyi, trying his best to suppress the excitement that came with hope, but he didn't succeed, because Guo Shiyi had already noticed his unusual behavior, and she could even sense the hope that Qin Xiaochuan had seen.

"What's wrong?" Her eyes began to light up, because hope was rekindling in her heart.

"Perhaps we can try physical techniques." Qin Xiaochuan expressed his idea in the simplest language, but Guo Shiyi immediately understood what he meant. Her eyelids twitched rapidly a few times, and then she excitedly grabbed his arm and said, "That's right, why did you only think of that now?"

"It's not too late now." In order to appear as calm as possible in front of her, Qin Xiaochuan deliberately teased her with a smile.

"Let's try it quickly," Guo Shiyi said impatiently, and she stood up and walked to the wall.

"Double peaks pierce the ears." With a low, slow shout from Guo Shiyi, she slammed both hands against the wall.

Just as her hands touched the wall, a red light suddenly appeared on the wall, then quickly went out, but the wall remained unchanged.

"Impossible," Guo Shiyi said in disbelief. She threw a few more punches, but the result was the same as before. When her palm touched the wall, a red light would light up on the wall to neutralize her attack.

Qin Xiaochuan stared blankly at everything before him, Guo Shiyi's words from earlier flashing through his mind: "Impossible."

Perhaps it was because the power of Tai Chi was too gentle, he told himself, as he walked to the wall.

He slightly parted his feet and bent his knees, concentrating all his strength in his waist, then transferring it from his waist to his shoulders, from his shoulders to his fists, and finally punching the wall in front of him.

"Bang!"

A loud bang echoed through the space for a long time. The sharp pain in his knuckles reminded him that everything in front of him was real. Just as he hit the wall, a red light flashed on the wall again. He felt as if his fist had hit an iron plate.

How could this be? Without saying a word, he threw another punch, and the result was exactly the same as before, the only difference being that the pain in his knuckles was much stronger.

"Bang, bang, bang." A series of impact sounds rang in his ears.

Qin Xiaochuan turned around and looked to the side, and saw Guo Shiyi continuously striking the wall with her palms. The originally light and gentle Tai Chi was being struck by her with speed and ferocity, and red light kept flashing on the wall.

He knew her mental defenses were on the verge of collapse, so he quickly went over and grabbed her, saying, "Okay, stop hitting her. This won't work."

Qin Xiaochuan felt her body trembling uncontrollably. "Are we going to die?" she murmured, her whole body wilting like a lily, devoid of any life. She slid softly down the wall and sat on the ground.

Sometimes despair isn't scary; what's scary is finally seeing a glimmer of hope in despair, only to have it shatter in the blink of an eye.

He didn't know how to comfort her. Anything he said now would be pale and powerless, because he couldn't even convince himself. At this moment, all that remained in his heart was endless fear of the fate that he couldn't control.

Their spiritual energy was still draining away, and the middle-aged man still hadn't paid any attention to them. Perhaps there weren't many possibilities ahead. Their fate was already sealed from the moment they entered this space; they would stay here until their spiritual energy was completely depleted and they died.

Some say that despair is what breaks people down, but after this experience, Qin Xiaochuan felt that what truly breaks people down is not despair, but hope.

Because desperate people don't care about the outcome; only those with hope in their hearts will wholeheartedly hope for a miracle and try every means to find a way to escape.

Yes, hope gave them the will to survive, but it also tormented them constantly, making them focus all their attention on it, constantly hoping and yearning, yet never getting it.

So they can only endure, endure the torment of not getting what they want. Because they still have hope in their hearts, they still have aspirations, they must endure this torment, and so it goes on and on. Hope will be like a bubble, getting bigger and bigger, until it becomes too big for them to bear, and then it will suddenly burst. At that time, they will also completely collapse and become utterly desperate. Only in this way can they achieve true liberation.

Some say that the night before dawn is the darkest, because hope is greatest then, but also most unbearable, and many people die in this darkness.

Only those who can bear the greatest hope can shine in the light of dawn.

Qin Xiaochuan didn't know if he was that kind of person. His current situation had pushed his nerves to the limit. He didn't know how much longer he could hold on. Maybe he would completely collapse soon, or maybe he would be completely relieved at that time.

The white space suddenly became eerily quiet, so quiet it was frightening. Guo Shiyi buried her head in her lap, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

She was crying, but even in this situation, she didn't cry out loud. What a strong girl.

Seeing her like this, Qin Xiaochuan suddenly felt ashamed, because just a moment ago, the thought of giving up completely had flashed through his mind several times.

"No, I can't give up like this! There's always a way out, there must be a way to escape." He told himself, but what other way could he save himself? He stood up and looked around. The surroundings were completely sealed off. He had tried everything he could, and it was impossible to break through and escape.

As he thought about this, something seemed to flash through his mind, like an inspiration or a fleeting feeling, but when he tried to recall it carefully, he couldn't find anything.

No, there must be another way, he told himself. The feeling he had just experienced was like thinking of a possible way to escape. Although it wasn't very clear, his subconscious told him that this method must be effective. But what exactly was this method? Why did he suddenly remember it and then forget it in an instant?

He tried hard to recall the feeling from just now, but his mind was a mess and he couldn't think of anything.

"No, I have to remember." He kept telling himself, and then he started moving around rapidly in the space. Only by moving his body could he clear his mind and recall exactly how that feeling had flashed through his mind. He carefully recalled the process just now.

It seemed to be related to the surrounding environment. He felt that he had finally found a clue. The feeling he had just experienced had left a vague impression in his mind, but that was not enough. He needed to find more.

He looked up and surveyed the surrounding space. All around him was a thick white mist, making it impossible to distinguish the boundaries. In the end, he came to the same conclusion as before.

It's impossible to break out of here and escape.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he instantly understood what he had just been thinking about.

Since we can't break through from the inside, we can only ask for outside help to break through from the outside.