Over Goldenscale Lake.

The lakewater churned, and mist permeated the air.

Zeng Pu and the Tang Family patriarch’s battle attracted attention from countless experts.

After all, the area around Goldenscale Lake was one of the most expensive in Nine Tripod City. Numerous factions of cultivators had built their bases nearby.

It was easy to imagine how great an upset an unmatched grand battle like this would cause.

“Fellow Daoist, what do you think of Zeng Pu?” the middle-aged man couldn’t help but ask Su Yi.

It was only last night that Su Yi slew the mid-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm Huo Tiandu over Cloudcomb Lake. Now, Zeng Pu was staging yet another unprecedented battle over Goldenscale Lake.

This left the middle-aged man eager to hear Su Yi’s estimation of Zeng Pu, a monster of the ancient era.

Su Yi said casually, “He’s a good seedling. He has the Earth Element Dao Physique, and he’s inherited a first-rate fist scripture. His foundations are far more polished than others of the same cultivation. Even in an ancient orthodoxy, he’d be one of their greatest geniuses, less than one in ten thousand. He’s a level higher than the Heavenly Annihilation Demonic Gate’s Sikong Bao.”

Both the middle-aged...