# Chapter 3027: Fourth Master of the Wind Clan
Zhang Ruochen and the Ancestral Realm World Lord communicated through spiritual power transmission, because they sensed that a pair of eyes was watching them from afar in the void.
The Ancestral Realm World Lord said, "That is Rain Master of the Spirit God Hall. She is a truly remarkable existence. Her spiritual power broke through to the seventy-eighth rank ten thousand years ago. I wonder if she has advanced further since then. If we encounter her, does the World Lord have confidence in escaping?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly. "Every rank increase in spiritual power represents a heaven-and-earth difference. Against a seventy-seventh rank spiritual power deity, I could still fight using the Nine Yin Escape Formation. Against a seventy-eighth rank spiritual power deity, I would have to burn my lifespan to flee. Surviving should not be too much of a problem."
Zhang Ruochen's words were half true and half false, deliberately hiding his true strength. With his current power, the gap between him and a seventy-eighth rank spiritual power deity was indeed still enormous. However, the trump cards he possessed could still threaten a seventy-eighth rank spiritual power deity.
Even if you had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, if you underestimated him, Zhang Ruochen, you would pay the price.
Then, Zhang Ruochen changed the subject. "But I think that before finding the Sword Realm, Rain Master probably won't make a move against me."
"That is true. Who in the world doesn't know that World Lord Ruochen has inherited the Sword Ancestor's legacy and six of the Seven Star Divine Swords? You must have a subtle connection to the Sword Realm," said the Ancestral Realm World Lord.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen let out an exclamation of surprise, looking down at a large patch of glowing plants by the sea. "Are these plants transplanted from the Sword South Realm?"
"Exactly! Why is World Lord Ruochen so surprised?" asked the Ancestral Realm World Lord.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Elder, you may not know this, but the Sword South Realm was once located within the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain. Its soil composition is very special, and because it was perpetually dark, the plants that grew there are different from anywhere else. These plants can emit light on their own in darkness, but they cannot survive when transplanted to other major worlds."
"Yet these plants are growing so well here. Could it be that the soil composition of the Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm is the same as that of the Sword South Realm?"
The Ancestral Realm World Lord was secretly alarmed, not expecting Zhang Ruochen to connect these plants to the great secret the Yecha Clan had been hiding for so long. He forced a calm smile. "Isn't this normal? The Sword South Realm and the Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm are so close to each other. Some similarities in soil composition are nothing to be surprised about."
Zhang Ruochen did not press further and let the matter rest for now.
Next, the Ancestral Realm World Lord changed the topic, asking about the six divine swords and the Sword Ancestor's legacy. Zhang Ruochen naturally did not hide everything, telling some truths and some falsehoods, which managed to impress the World Lord, who had lived since the Middle Ages.
After all, when Zhang Ruochen had used seven soul swords to break through to within ten zhang of Sword God Ming, it had shaken the entire world.
Even though Sword God Ming had stood still at the time.
But Sword God Ming was such an astonishing figure—breaking the world-protecting divine formation of Xinghuantian with one sword strike, breaking the city-protecting divine formation of the First Divine Maiden City with one sword strike, able to exchange blows with Xuan Yi. Below the Infinite Realm, fewer than ten beings in the entire Heavenly Court and Hell could defeat him. He was the universally recognized number one in the Sword Dao.
Even if he stood still, if the Ancestral Realm World Lord had tried to break through to within ten zhang of him, it would have been no easy task.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, a piercing sword cry resounded through heaven and earth.
Just the sword cry alone was no different from a divine sword being thrust out.
Ailianjun, whose cultivation was weaker, had his eardrums shattered, blood streaming down.
The Ancestral Realm World Lord was startled, looking at Zhang Ruochen's palm. "This is..."
"Not good. The six divine swords are trembling violently, out of my control."
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed drastically. His palm erupted with dazzling light, shaking violently as his skin and flesh were torn apart by sword qi.
The Sword Dao rules of heaven and earth were stirred by some special force, becoming turbulent, and quickly spread throughout the entire Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm.
The entire major world emitted sword cries. All sword weapons trembled—sacred swords, spiritual swords, mortal swords...
Cultivators across the world were shocked, not understanding what was happening. But the strange phenomenon of ten thousand swords crying out in unison had never occurred before. It swept across the entire Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm, alarming deities one after another as they looked toward the direction of the Ancient Ink Sea.
Zhang Ruochen let out a cry of pain. The six divine swords, no longer under his control, tore through his palm and shot into the sky, flying straight toward the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain.
"Some incredibly powerful force is summoning the six divine swords."
Zhang Ruochen was frantic. He stepped onto the Divine Spirit Step, breaking through the atmosphere of the Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm, chasing after the fleeing divine swords.
Not just the six divine swords—all swords in the Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm flew into the sky. There were over ten billion of them, too many to count, converging into a thousand-mile-long river of swords that followed the six divine swords.
This was a spectacular sight, stunning all living beings in the Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm.
Mortals thought it was a divine miracle and knelt to kowtow.
Xiao Hei looked in the direction the thousand-mile sword river was flying, his gaze fixed on the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain. He was so excited his blood boiled. "It's the Sword Source! It must be the legendary Sword Source summoning the six divine swords! Only the Sword Source has such strange power. The Sword Realm really does exist!"
Xiao Hei went mad, manifesting his true form as a massive Undying Bird, flying into the starry sky.
Ailianjun knew that Zhang Ruochen planned to use this method to lure the deities of the Darkness Temple to the Star Fragment Bowl. But when this scene actually appeared, he couldn't tell whether the Sword Realm was truly summoning the six divine swords or Zhang Ruochen was putting on an act.
If it was an act, this was too exaggerated!
Chase!
The deities of the Yecha Clan's Ancestral Realm had no idea what was happening. Their eyes burned with fervor, and like Xiao Hei, they were nearly insane, chasing after the thousand-mile sword river at top speed.
Zhang Ruochen used his spiritual power to mobilize the sacred energy and spiritual qi of heaven and earth for his own use. He stepped onto the Divine Spirit Step, covering one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred li per step, his footwork incredibly fast as he pursued relentlessly.
Although the Yecha deities were also proficient in the Divine Spirit Step, their understanding of space was far inferior to Zhang Ruochen's. They could not move as quickly and were soon left far behind.
"Too fast! Even if I activate the divine ship I refined, I probably can't catch up."
"What can we do?"
The Yecha deities were all panting from exhaustion, their divine qi depleted. They could only watch helplessly as the thousand-mile sword river grew distant. Some were deeply pained, some sighed, and some unwillingly took out divine ships to continue the chase.
Ailianjun knew he couldn't catch up. His eyes were unwilling, and he said urgently, "The World Lord has already caught up. Quickly, send a message to Yuling Shen immediately. The Sword Realm is emerging! The Sword Realm is emerging!"
While the Yecha deities were scrambling, the powerful Sword Dao fluctuations flying through the starry sky shocked all parties.
On the rocky planet, Rain Master said, "Lixiao, can your divine ship catch up to that sword river?"
Lixiao Dashen said, "It should be possible, but the consumption of divine stones will be enormous."
"No matter how many divine stones are consumed, it's worth it. Catch up."
Rain Master urgently walked toward the three-hundred-mile-long divine ship.
Lixiao Dashen followed behind her. "Are you sure we shouldn't wait for Shuangcheng Mo?"
"If you want to wait, you wait."
Rain Master turned into a black shadow and flew onto the divine ship. She struck her staff into the formation groove, and instantly, dense inscriptions lit up on the divine ship, making it as bright as a star.
In fact, inside this divine ship, a star was sealed.
Lixiao Dashen laughed heartily. "If we wait for him, where would there be any share of the Sword Realm's fortune left for us?"
...
The deities of the Green Deer Divine Temple were hiding on a small planet in the nearby starry sky.
Lanying laughed. "Originally, I planned to use the Darkness Temple to clear the way. Now it seems there's no need for that trouble. As long as we follow Zhang Ruochen, we will surely find the Sword Realm."
"Could this be a trap?" a deity with butterfly wings on his back said cautiously.
Lanying said, "Would Zhang Ruochen use six divine swords to set a trap? Besides, even if it is a trap, what difference does it make if we seize the six divine swords instead of finding the Sword Realm? Zhang Ruochen, oh Zhang Ruochen, if you hadn't courted death like this, with Heavenly Mother backing you, no one would dare touch you. But once you enter the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain, even Heavenly Mother won't be able to sense you. Haha!"
The Green Deer Divine Temple's divine ship started up, about to fly toward the thousand-mile sword river.
"Boom!"
An Undying Blood Clan divine ship jumped through space, appearing above them. The light radiating from the divine ship froze time and space, pressing the Green Deer Divine Temple's ship downward.
Among the deities of the Green Deer Divine Temple, a being radiating the aura of a great god, surrounded by killing intent, manifested a phantom of iron horses and golden spears, and roared, "Xue Yao, Mobosha, what is the meaning of this?"
Xue Yao Shenjun's giant divine shadow appeared, and he said loudly, "Nothing much. We just don't want you to participate in the struggle for the Sword Realm."
That great god being said, "What's the point of stopping us? The Darkness Temple has already caught up. Can Zhang Ruochen defeat Rain Master and Lixiao?"
Clearly, in the eyes of the Green Deer Divine Temple deities, they still regarded Zhang Ruochen as a member of the Undying Blood Clan.
Xue Yao Shenjun said, "Our Undying Blood Clan has its own deities going to help."
"Don't waste time. Let's fight!"
Lanying drew his Asura Sword, his divine light illuminating a hundred thousand li of heaven and earth, and swung it at the Undying Blood Clan divine ship above.
A divine battle erupted instantly.
The Wind Clan's divine ship hovered at the edge of the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain. The ship's hull was the size of a planet, three thousand li long, forged from bronze, extremely ancient.
This was the "Xufeng Divine Ship," refined by a Heavenly Venerable-level figure of the Wind Clan in ancient times. It ranked among the top five of all Wind Clan divine ships. Its attack and defense capabilities went without saying, but its stealth ability was the most impressive. At a certain distance, it could evade the perception of Infinite Realm deities.
Calling it a moving divine city would not be an exaggeration.
All Wind Clan disciples who had some achievement in the Way of Truth were on the ship, because in a place like the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain, the Way of Truth could be of great use.
Feng Xi and Feng Yan were both among them.
And their father, the Wind Clan's Fourth Master Feng Yunba, stood imposingly beneath the Iron Cloth Divine Sail. His armor was resplendent, and his gaze was so sharp that all the Wind Clan disciples on the ship felt they could not breathe under the intense pressure.
Even with Feng Yan's current cultivation, when he looked at his father, there was fear in his eyes.
He simply could not suppress this fear that had accumulated since childhood.
"I didn't expect the Undying Blood Clan and the Shura Clan to start fighting first, and so fiercely at that." Feng Qiye, Feng Xuan, showed a smile. If this were elsewhere, the Wind Clan would not mind waiting until both sides were battered, then finishing them all off.
But now, finding the Sword Realm was clearly the most important thing.
Feng Yunba's tiger-like eyes watched Zhang Ruochen flying through the starry sky, along with the thousand-mile-long sword river. His gaze was filled with killing intent. "Activate the warship. Chase them."
Feng Yan felt the killing intent from his father. Suppressing the fear in his heart, he quickly said, "Father, we cannot act rashly. This matter is suspicious."
Feng Yunba's gaze swept over, like a divine mountain pressing down on Feng Yan.
Feng Yan's legs trembled involuntarily, and he lowered his head. "If the Sword Realm were truly emerging, why wouldn't the two Undying Blood Clan powerhouses, Xue Yao Shenjun and Mobosha, chase after it? This is too illogical!"
A Wind Clan false god general said, "Great Slaughter War God Emperor and Underworld King have already chased after them. Xue Yao Shenjun and Mobosha are holding back the Shura Clan deities."
"There is no way this is a trick. Zhang Ruochen knows that a large number of Darkness Temple powerhouses are in this star domain. How would he dare to enter the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain so openly? If I were him, I would sneak into the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain quietly, not giving the Darkness Temple deities a chance to pursue."
"He really must have lost control of the six divine swords. Now he will probably lose both the divine swords and his life."
"If it were me, I would definitely abandon the six divine swords and not chase after them. At least I could save my life."
"But those are six divine swords! Who would be willing to give them up?"
...
Feng Yunba's glare at Feng Yan grew more and more fierce, causing Feng Yan to break out in cold sweat all over. His body was about to lose control, swaying as if about to fall.
Feng Xuan walked over and helped him dispel Feng Yunba's pressure, smiling. "Yan'er also means well. We should indeed be cautious."
Feng Yunba said in a deep voice, "You, Feng Yan, have awakened the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable's Three Heads Six Arms bloodline. You should have been the Wind Clan's qilin son, yet you call that Eon-level great traitor 'brother.' The entire Wind Clan's reputation will probably be ruined by you. This time is perfect. We will kill that Eon-level great traitor, lest he become a great disaster like Desolate Heaven in the future."
"Thump!"
Feng Yan knelt to the ground, his eyes red, gritting his teeth. "Father, spare his life!"
Seeing him kneel, Feng Yunba's anger flared even more. He kicked him away. "Shameless thing! Do you even deserve to possess Three Heads Six Arms? Don't appear before me until you break through to the divine realm. Activate the divine ship. Chase them."
The Wind Clan cultivators all moved, each taking their positions, activating the divine ship.
Feng Xi came to Feng Yan's side and sighed lightly. "You know Father hates betrayers the most, and he hates Wind Clan men kneeling before him even more. Yet you violated both of his taboos!"
"Sister... with his current cultivation, is it possible for him to escape from Father's sword?" Feng Yan asked.
"When Father wants to kill someone, who besides Desolate Heaven can be an exception?"
Feng Xi drifted away.
In her view, Zhang Ruochen's death might be a good thing. That way, Feng Yan's future succession as Wind Clan Patriarch would face much less resistance.
Not just Feng Xi, the entire Wind Clan had high hopes for Feng Yan's potential. Otherwise, Feng Yunba would not have been so strict with him since childhood.
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This chapter is four thousand words!