# Chapter 3032: All Relying on Acting
"I underestimated him. That kid even has a Divine King Talisman on him, how could he not have an escape talisman? That person from Xinghuantian has reached the ninetieth level of spiritual power."
Feng Yunba used his divine sense to scan that chaotic and ruined expanse of space, finding nothing. A hint of regret stirred in his heart.
He should have known better—he ought to have activated the Pure Yang Divine Sword directly and cut him down with a single strike.
Now that the tiger had been released back to the mountains, endless trouble was sure to follow.
Zhang Ruochen looked toward the towering, mountain-like figure standing at the ship's prow. There was no radiant divine light, only an overbearing, domineering aura emanating from within, pressing down with an intangible weight that made it hard to breathe.
Feng Yunba's armor was ancient yet bright, with a dragon-head heartguard forged into the chest plate. He turned and looked toward Zhang Ruochen.
Feng Xuan quickly stepped forward, communicating something to Feng Yunba through divine thought.
After a long moment, Feng Yunba nodded. Some of the majesty in his demeanor dissipated, and he said, "I have long known of this matter! Daoist Qingpingzi is not only a true god of our Daoist lineage but also has shown kindness to the Wind Clan. Naturally, he is an honored guest."
Zhang Ruochen said, "Fourth Master of the Wind Clan is indeed mighty and extraordinary, worthy of being called the number one war god of the Daoist lineage. However, I have a word here that I am unsure whether to speak or not."
Feng Yunba knew that the Daoist before him was also a righteous comrade who hated evil as much as an enemy. In Heavenly Beginning Civilization, he had accomplished several shocking deeds that shook the Heavenly Court. Feng Yunba held considerable respect for his character.
He said, "In my presence, Daoist, feel free to speak your mind."
Zhang Ruochen said, "Earlier, from afar, I saw Fourth Master preparing to slay Zhang Ruochen with a peerless sword light. But does Fourth Master know that before I set out, the Elder Tai Shang instructed me to spare his life and capture him alive to bring back to Kunlun Realm?"
For someone like Feng Yunba, he only admired those of noble character. Even a powerful cultivator might not earn his respect.
Hearing Zhang Ruochen mention that Elder Tai Shang from Kunlun Realm, Feng Yunba's gaze turned deep and restrained. "Does Tai Shang believe he can still turn back from the wrong path?"
"The reason Tai Shang does this is actually because of Zhang Ruochen's father. Thus, he feels a sense of guilt and wants to protect his life," Feng Xuan said with emotion.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Zhang Ruochen is still young after all. Having been deceived by the gods of Hell Realm and seduced by the demonesses of the Rakshasa Clan, the Undying Blood Clan, and the Nether Clan, it is inevitable that he would stray from the path. But Tai Shang is a being of great wisdom—who is to say he cannot guide him back to the righteous way?"
Dealing with someone like Feng Yunba, Zhang Ruochen truly had no choice but to invoke Tai Shang's name.
If he tried to explain deliberately, it would only invite displeasure or even arouse Feng Yunba's suspicion. It was better to disparage himself.
Feng Yunba said, "By rights, Zhang Ruochen was born in Kunlun Realm. Even if we are to purge a traitor, it is not my place to act. Very well. If I encounter him again, I will capture him and send him to Kunlun Realm, handing him over to Elder Tai Shang for judgment."
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands. "Thank you, Fourth Master, for your understanding."
"Daoist, there is no need for such courtesy. We Daoist cultivators should address each other as fellow Daoists. The title 'Fourth Master' is merely the world's cultivators showing respect to the Wind Clan."
Feng Yunba was brimming with heroic spirit. He personally led Zhang Ruochen into an ancient hall on the third level of the Rising Sun Divine Ship.
The three-thousand-mile-long bronze ship was astonishingly vast, practically a small world in itself.
The difference was that the cultivators who could board this divine ship were at least Saints. They wore sacred armor, held long spears, and exuded a bloody, iron-willed coldness.
There were no maidservants, no banquets.
Even though various flowers and plants were cultivated on the divine ship, they were all healing sacred medicines.
As Zhang Ruochen walked through the ship, he noticed countless formations. Some restricted areas were inscribed with profound divine patterns. The atmosphere was extremely heavy—this was truly an iron-blooded military camp.
Entering the ancient hall, the gods of the Wind Clan and some Supreme Realm Great Saints were already gathered inside.
Zhang Ruochen saw Feng Xi. Their eyes met, and they nodded to each other.
"Mr. Mo, how far is this place from the outside?" Feng Yunba asked.
A white-robed old man sat beneath a bronze pillar. A wine pouch hung at his waist. His head was shaped like a peach, with a massive forehead, while his face and chin tapered sharply.
The peach-headed old man stroked his sparse beard. "About five hundred thousand steps."
Feng Yunba said, "This place can accommodate a star domain space teleportation formation."
The peach-headed old man stood up, the wine pouch swinging at his waist. "All spiritual power cultivators, follow me."
Four cultivators followed him out of the ancient hall.
Zhang Ruochen understood very well that setting up a star domain space teleportation formation spanning five hundred thousand steps was no task for an ordinary formation master. Moreover, it would take no small amount of time.
That peach-headed old man was undoubtedly a formidable spiritual power expert.
Feng Yunba gave another order: "Bring up the Realm Lord of the Yaksha Clan's ancestral realm."
Zhang Ruochen's heart sank slightly. If even the Realm Lord of the ancestral realm had been captured, Xiao Hei and Blood Butcher were likely in grave danger.
Before long, the Realm Lord of the ancestral realm, imprisoned in a divine wind cage, was brought into the hall by a Wind Clan divine general.
Feng Yunba stood atop the eighteen-tiered steps, looking down from on high. "Hand over the star chart of the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain."
The Realm Lord of the ancestral realm said, "Fourth Master Feng's words are hard to understand. What star chart could there be in the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain?"
Feng Xuan said, "Without a star chart, how could you have set up the Heaven-Collapsing Divine Formation five hundred thousand steps from the outside? Your Yaksha Clan must have been exploring the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain for a very long time, haven't you? If the Realm Lord refuses to speak, we can only grope blindly in the darkness. If we get lost, we will all die together."
The Realm Lord of the ancestral realm sighed. "The Yaksha Clan does indeed have some understanding of the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain, but our path may very well be wrong. We have followed this route for thirty million steps, yet we have found nothing."
The gods of the Wind Clan could not tell whether the Realm Lord's words were true or false, but they were still shocked.
Thirty million steps—even if the Rising Sun Divine Ship traveled at full speed, it would take a full year to reach that distance.
In this endless darkness, there were too many variables. Who would dare to venture that deep?
Feng Yunba said, "Legend has it that in ancient times, the Yaksha Clan was originally one of the clans of the Sword Realm."
The Realm Lord of the ancestral realm smiled bitterly. "That is merely a legend! The ancient times are too distant—so distant that everything that happened back then feels unreal."
"Your Yaksha Clan has spent countless manpower and resources to explore this route. I believe there must be a reason unknown to others. Realm Lord, from now on, you will lead the way. Thirty million steps—let us first walk those thirty million steps," Feng Yunba said.
The Realm Lord of the ancestral realm's face tightened, but he knew he had no other choice. He nodded.
Feng Yunba waved his hand, and the cage that had been confining the Realm Lord dissipated like a gentle breeze. He said, "Since the Realm Lord is willing to cooperate, you are a guest of the Wind Clan. Xi'er, take good care of our guest."
Although the cage had disappeared, the Realm Lord of the ancestral realm found that he could not mobilize his divine qi or spiritual power at all. A chill ran through his heart. The gap between the Taiyi Realm and the Taixu Realm was truly too great.
Feng Yunba's gaze fell upon Zhang Ruochen, fixing on the Green Duckweed Sword strapped to his back. "Twenty thousand years ago, I had some dealings with Shangqing. But I never heard that he had a disciple like Daoist Qingpingzi."
Zhang Ruochen said, "In truth, my master only taught me for three years before he disappeared. The next time I heard news of him, it was already at the time of his fall."
"Did Biliuozi truly kill him?" Feng Yunba asked.
Zhang Ruochen remained silent.
Feng Yunba was straightforward. "I was too forward. Please forgive me, Daoist. It is only because I know that Shangqing was a righteous true god of the Sword Dao. Senior Biliuozi was an extraordinary figure of his generation. When Shangqing fell back then, it shook the entire Daoist world. That he did not die at the hands of Hell Realm but fell in Kunlun Realm—it is truly baffling."
Zhang Ruochen said, "I am also puzzled by this matter."
A Wind Clan upper-level god wearing a green Daoist robe said, "The world all says that Senior Shangqing once went to the Sword Realm and broke through to the Infinite Realm there. Daoist Qingpingzi appearing here—do you know some secret?"
Feng Xuan stood up and said coldly, "Feng Xu, Daoist Qingpingzi is an honored guest of the Wind Clan and a senior I deeply respect. You are being somewhat rude!"
"The Wind Clan treats guests with sincerity, not by driving them away," Feng Xi also showed displeasure.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Daoist Xuan and Daoist Xi, do not blame him. It is only natural for him to have such doubts. In truth, I do not know whether my master's breakthrough to the Infinite Realm was related to the Sword Realm, but I cannot rule out the possibility."
"It is precisely because of this possibility that I must come to the Dark Great Triangle Star Domain to seek answers. It is also to find the truth of my master's fall and clear his name. Farewell!"
Just as Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the ancient hall, Feng Xi caught up to him.
"Daoist, please wait!"
She blocked his path, a faint fragrance wafting from her.
Today, Feng Xi wore a Daoist robe, very plain and elegant, giving her a pure, holy, and otherworldly quality.
She said, "Where is the Daoist going?"
Zhang Ruochen walked forward step by step, arriving before the yellow ox at the edge of the square. He untied the rope. "Meeting is fate, but we are all just passersby. In the end, each must walk their own path."
Zhang Ruochen was no longer the youth he once was. Having experienced many women, he could see the change in Feng Xi, but he did not wish to provoke her.
Thus, he used these words to send her off.
But Feng Xi did not catch the deeper meaning. "Is the Daoist so easily angered? In Duoshuai City, because of Xuanyuan Lian's misunderstanding, you nearly turned against me. And today, because of Feng Xu's rudeness, you leave in anger? But the Wind Clan has not only Feng Xu—there is also Feng Xi."
She added another sentence: "Seventh Uncle also holds you in high regard."
Zhang Ruochen said, "I am fellow Daoists with Fourth Master Feng. From now on, Miss Xi, please address me as Daoist. We are of different generations."
Feng Xi's heart was clear and perceptive. "So the Daoist is not leaving because of Feng Xu, but rather avoiding Feng Xi."
In truth, Zhang Ruochen wanted to say, "I am avoiding your father."
Feng Yunba's cultivation was too high. When his eyes fixed on Zhang Ruochen, it felt as if they could pierce through a person.
When Feng Yunba had questioned Zhang Ruochen's identity earlier, it had startled him badly. Fortunately, he had encountered enough such situations to remain calm and composed, revealing no flaws.
How could Zhang Ruochen dare to stay? If he did not leave, he would eventually be exposed.