Beiming Potian’s appearance brought along a tense atmosphere.

　　His deer was as red as blood with a pair of antlers growing from the top of its head. They were two meters long and as hard as blood metal. It arrogantly glared at everyone with disdain.

　　This was a Crimson Horned Deer that had cultivated for eight hundred years. Its fighting ability was comparable to a third to fourth-level Heaven’s Mandate.

　　Potian sitting on the deer had an even more oppressive aura. His greatsword stole the breath out of people.

　　“I heard Potian was cultivating the sixth-level of the Northern Profound Art but he’s out now, even if he hasn’t finished with it, I’m sure his cultivation has improved.”

　　The prodigies who wanted to go against Feng Feiyun quickly backed off. Who were they joking? There were three historical geniuses here; each fierce in their own way, especially Potian. They couldn’t interfere in this compet.i.tion.

　　“Boom!” The water in the river suddenly rose upward. Two people from other sh.o.r.e flew over, one male, one female. The girl had four white wings and a white dress; her face shrouded behind a veil. Her hair was as long as a waterfall and gave off a transcending feeling.

　　The male was full of evil energy with the qi image of a nefarious city above him. People couldn’t help but falter.

　　“Dongfang Jingyue and Jingshui, the two top prodigies of the Yin Gou are also here.”

　　The crow was shocked for the second times. Too many heroes have gathered here already with four historical geniuses. Normally, even seeing one of them was difficult.

　　Ling Donglai couldn’t hide the happiness in his eyes. He stared intensely at Dongfang Jingyue: ‘She, she’s also here now.’ [1]

　　He couldn’t forget their incredible first meeting. Mists were everywhere then as he marched back with his army across the dragon lake. He heard an enchanting pipa melody on the river and followed the sound. He saw a beautiful lady sitting over yonder and playing her pipa.

　　She looked just like a G.o.ddess lost in the mortal world.

　　He thought that he would never like a woman but after seeing Dongfang Jingyue, he knew he had met his fated love in this life.

　　The song stopped and the woman disappeared. It took some investigation before he found out that she was the fourth daughter of the Yin Gou Clan, Dongfang Jingyue.

　　Ever since then, he would often go to the dragon lake in order to catch her by chance again. He was indeed successful but only watched from afar, not wanting to disturb her serenity, the pure lotus in the middle of the lake.

　　“Beiming Potian, you cultivate the heavy sword art, thinking that the heavier the sword, the more destructive power.” Jingshui stood face to face with Potian; his aura was not inferior in any way.

　　He was the only one here who could truly take on Potian.

　　“Heavy or not is up to a single thought of mine. I only need one slash to break all the arts in this world.” Potian replied.

　　His clan’s Northern Profound Art was the most powerful merit law in this world, especially its ice armor that was virtually peerless at the same cultivation level. Alas, this also played a role to the clan’s relatively weak offensive potential.

　　Strong defense, weak offense.

　　This wasn’t as obvious at lower cultivation. However, at a higher level, one would eventually find how important offense was.

　　Because of this, Potian cultivated the heavy sword dao in order to make up for this deficit.

　　Jingshui laughed in response: “I’ll take you on then, we’ll  see to what level your heavy sword dao has reached.”

　　“I don’t want to fight you today, I’m here to kill.” The gigantic sword on his back issued a ringing noise. A murderous energy shot out from his body straight for Feiyun and Xiaoxiang.

　　Jingshui sightly shook his body and blocked out this murderous intent: “But I really want to fight today. You must entertain me.” [2]

　　Everyone could see that Potian was here to kill the demon’s son but Jingshui was purposely interfering. Did he just want to antagonize Potian?

　　“This Jingshui fella, why is he interfering? Is his head not working?” The prodigies under the Grand Chancellor were very annoyed since they were waiting for Potian to take care of Feng Feiyun but Jingshui jumped out of nowhere.

　　“Did too much water enter his head or something? Or is he helping the demon’s son?” A young king wondered. [3]

　　Potian revealed a frightening glare and said: “Jingshui, our battle prowess is even so we won’t be done for at least three days. If you really want to fight, I’ll visit your dragon lake on a future day.”

　　“No, I prefer today since we’re here already, come now.” Jingshui channeled his energy. The air around him condensed and trapped Potian inside. 

　　At this moment, Potian had no choice but to fight.

　　The area around them became explosive. The first to make a move would definitely turn this into a long fight and involve everything in a hundred miles radius.