Those who could pass the first round were heaven-defying geniuses who had never lost a hundred battles, true devilish geniuses.
However, one of them was easily killed by Feng Feiyun with just two sword techniques. Even an ancient witchcraft couldn't stop the Phoenix Demonic Sword.
The ground was littered with bones of Giants or one thousand year spirit beasts. Some of them were shattered by the sword energy with strands of white bone energy seeping out of them.
An ordinary person's bones would've been crushed into powder by the sword energy. Only the bones of a Giant would be this tough.
Ningshuai didn't hold back and picked up the hundreds of bones on the ground. These were the sacrificial bones of the Ancient Jiang and contained witchcraft energy. If he sold them to the wise ones who studied witchcraft, they would fetch a high price.
Killing a devilish genius with just two swords shocked everyone.
Inside Supreme Beauty, some prodigies who were cultivating opened their eyes. Their eyes flashed with a bright light that could see through the walls to stare straight at Feng Feiyun.
Long Qingyang was sitting on the second floor of the palace, very close to Xiyue Lanshan. The two were holding hands, quite intimate.
Lanshan's tongue was cut off by Long Cangyue. Experts from the Xiyue Clan asked the Grand Tutor's First Disciple to reattach it.
However, there was an extra string on his tongue, a mark of eternal shame.
"It's only been a few days but Feng Ergou's cultivation has tripled." Lanshan held Qingyang's hand and whispered in his ear.
Though Xiyue Lanshan was a historical genius with a firm will, he couldn't resist Long Qingyang's charm. He became the second guest after his uncle.
He fell in love with Qingyang very quickly. After just one trip to Southern Sky, he was completely captivated by Qingyang's charm, unable to extricate himself.
Qingyang's eyes were as pretty as pearls with fine eyelashes. He softly asked: "So are you stronger or is he stronger?"
Lanshan's expression became a bit awkward: "My talents are better than his, surpassing him is only a matter of time …"
"Then what else is there to say? If you're not his match, why should I follow you?" Qingyang pushed his hand away and floated away like a willow.
"Qingyang."
Xiyue Lanshan's eyes were full of fear like an abandoned girl. He chased after Long Qingyang but was blown away by a wave of Qingyang's sleeve. His head was bleeding as he fell to the ground.
Long Qingyang disappeared from Xiyue Lanshan's despairing eyes. His departure was resolute and without the slightest reluctance to leave.
Swoosh!
Feng Feiyun landed on the observation deck on the second floor of the palace and looked at the dejected Xiyue Lanshan who was crying on the ground: "A man lost to a woman is called a lovesick. A man lost to a man is called an idiot."
Feng Feiyun didn't look at him again. Xiyue Mountain has been completely destroyed by Long Qingyang. So what if he was a historical genius? From now on, he would fall from grace and would have no chance to compete on the path.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun's black robe fluttered like a flag as he crushed a three-foot thick wall with one palm. He stepped into the palace with an oppressive aura.
Within the hall, half of the thirty plus supreme geniuses had their gazes fixed on him, while the other half were still meditating or drinking wine, appearing to be exceptionally indifferent.
Standing on a golden stone corridor that was suspended in the middle of the palace, the surroundings were filled with steaming spiritual smoke. The spiritual smoke was rising from a lotus pond on the first floor of the Golden Jade Palace, making this huge palace look like a fairyland.
The dozen or so young women were hanging on the golden beams. Their cultivations were not high to begin with, and with their cultivation sealed, they were not much better than ordinary women. If they fell from above, they would fall to their deaths.
The most important thing was that the process of falling to their deaths made these people, who usually plucked the strings of the zither and sang and danced gracefully, extremely terrified.
Below were the corpses of several young girls. Their bodies were light and soft with all their bones broken. Who knew how much pain and terror they had to endure before dying?
"Animal!" Ningshuai also rushed in and saw this miserable scene.
He went to invite Feng Feiyun as fast as he could, but he was still one step too late, resulting in this tragedy.
Feng Feiyun's expression wasn't good either. He had seen some of these girls before at the Supreme Beauty Pavilion. They personally warmed tea, played music, and painted paintings for him. But now, they had turned into cold corpses.
"You can only blame Nangong Hongyan. She killed my Uncle-Master and stole one of our sect's treasures. If she doesn't return it, these women will be implicated. Death is already the lightest punishment for them," said a handsome man in white armor coldly.
Next to him was another girl in the same armor. Her eyes sparkled like the stars and her long hair flowed down like a waterfall. She was as pretty as a girl from a painting. She said: "My Uncle died a horrible death. His eyes were gouged out and his skin was peeled off. His body was pierced full of iron needles and nailed to an old elm tree. His body was burned and turned into ashes along with the tree.
When my senior brother and I found him, his skin was still tied to the tree, fluttering in the wind. Even now, I can't forget that bloody scene. "
These were the two successors of an ancient immortal mansion.
This place hadn't been in contact with the outside world for close to a thousand years. It used to be a power comparable to the four great clans.
Long Shenya wanted to borrow the power of this immortal mansion, so he let this girl enter the Supreme Beauty Pavilion. Otherwise, even with her monstrous cultivation, she wouldn't be able to enter this place where heroes gathered.
Xue Wu sneered: "Bah!
It was your Uncle who coveted my beauty and wanted to harm me. That's why I killed him.
Taking that treasure was just a matter of convenience.
How many people here haven't done something like this before? "
"Hmph!
My Uncle has cultivated for more than six hundred years and reached the Giant realm. If Nangong Hongyan didn't seduce him, how could she have killed him? "The girl retorted.
Xue Wu coughed up blood and sneered: "My sister needs seduction?
She only needs to take off her veil and not to mention a Giant, even an Enlightened Being would kneel on the ground and kowtow to her.
Unfortunately, no man in this world has ever seen her face. Even though she wears a veil, many people are willing to kneel in front of her and become her slaves. But my sister doesn't like any of them. "
"You dare to insult my Uncle? You court death!"
A white light flashed in the girl's hand. A whip as thin as a strand of hair appeared, spanning for one hundred meters.
She swung it like a bolt of lightning.
Xue Wu knew how powerful this whip was. It seemed to be able to strike someone's soul, so she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
However, the pain she expected didn't come. She opened her eyes and saw that the demonic successor was holding the whip in his hand.
"So what if you're the demonic successor?
Helping Nangong Hongyan is the same as becoming the enemy of the world. "
The man in white armor and the girl acted at the same time, each taking out a Spirit Artifact.
They knew how powerful Feng Feiyun was and didn't dare to be careless. They combined their power to suppress Feng Feiyun.
Feiyun unsheathed his sword and unleashed a blinding flame. He sent them flying along with their spirit treasures. Their white jade armor with runes carved on it cracked and issued cracking sounds.
"Boom!
Boom! "
Two more collapsing sounds appeared.
Another two giant holes appeared in the Golden Jade Palace. The two Immortal Mansion disciples tumbled out and landed on the green stone courtyard outside. At least three bones in each of their bodies were broken, and blood was seeping from the gaps between their teeth.
One slash was enough to send two supreme geniuses flying. They stood outside the Golden Jade Palace in a sorry state, not daring to take another step inside.
The demonic successor was too powerful, far beyond their imaginations.
Feng Feiyun put down the dozen or so prostitutes on the golden beam. These prostitutes were full of disdain for Feng Feiyun and didn't say a word of thanks, thinking that he was plotting something.
Feng Feiyun secretly sent a telepathic message to Xue Wu, telling her his true identity. Xue Wu was the only woman who knew that Feng Feiyun was still alive. After hearing Feng Feiyun's message, her eyes lit up like stars.
So the so-called demonic successor was actually Feng Feiyun. She was relieved.
"All of you, leave with me now!" Feng Feiyun said.
The girls who didn't know the truth were naturally worried about Feng Feiyun, afraid that he would sell them out.
Xue Wu's eyes rolled around. She knew that Feng Feiyun was hiding his identity, so she didn't want to reveal it: "Let's leave this place first. If this dogshit descendant dares to do anything to us, Sister Hongyan won't let him go. She'll make him wish he was dead."
Feng Feiyun smirked. He knew that Xue Wu's words had a double meaning, so he simply smiled.
These girls all treated Xue Wu as their leader, so they naturally obeyed her orders.
Right when Feng Feiyun was about to leave with the prostitutes, a man riding a red deer with a sword as tall as a mountain on his back was already waiting for them.
Potian caressed the deer's head as if he was caressing his lover: "Coming alone to a dragon's lair, your courage is commendable, but … do you really want to leave so easily?"
This was a monstrous pressure even greater than the weight of a mountain.
Feng Feiyun calmly smiled: "So it's Beiming Potian. Your Heavy Sword Dao has reached the level of Lightness-in-Heaviness. Alas, this is only the beginning. Once you reach Lightness-in-Heaviness, then you'll have a small accomplishment in the dao of the sword."
Feng Feiyun's eyesight was even sharper after reaching the fourth level. He could see Potian's level with just a glance.
"A bit interesting."
Potian said: "She killed a genius from my clan and took away our defining merit law, the Northern Profound Divine Art. Do you want to take responsibility for this?
Can you handle it? "
Feng Feiyun knew about this as well. Moreover, she gave the merit law and a boundary stone to Feng Feiyun as a gift. Unfortunately, Feng Feiyun didn't care for this merit law and gave it to Long Cangyue. Who knows if she had cultivated it or not?
Feng Feiyun told Ningshuai to leave with Xue Wu and the other girls. He waited until they left the pavilion before saying: "Of course I can.
I will take responsibility for all her mistakes. Whatever she owes, I, Yiyi, will pay for it.
If anyone wants to fight, I will fight until my last breath or drop of blood. As long as I'm still standing, come find me. Don't trouble her.
If anyone dares to cause trouble for her, I will make sure that they don't even have a drop of blood left. "