The Weapon Looks Too Authoritative, and That's a Problem Too

Cheng Tian's voice was not loud, yet it somehow carried effortlessly across the entire spell-dueling altar.

His words instantly plunged the area around the altar into silence. No one had expected anyone to dare make such a ruthless declaration in front of the king and the Three Immortals.

"How outrageously arrogant! How utterly shameless!!!"

The silence around the altar was shattered by the Chechi Kingdom king's trembling declaration from the platform above, his face unable to hide his shock. A clamor of noise immediately rose from all around.

Compared to the king, who revered the national preceptors greatly, the challenged Three Immortals were simply stunned on the spot.

But once they processed what Cheng Tian had said, they exchanged glances and burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Rather than anger at Cheng Tian's provocation, these men, who held lofty status in Chechi Kingdom, felt more absurdity than anything else—and amusement born from that absurdity.

"Though I do not know which wilderness sorcerer you crawled out from, for you alone to challenge the three of us brothers—"

Sheep Power Immortal, unable to suppress his grin from finding it too funny, stroked his beard and paused. He then looked toward his eldest brother, who impatiently waved a hand, seemingly telling him to humor this young man who did not know his own limits.

The Three Immortals were actually all in quite good spirits at the moment. Their previous spell duel against the other trio had left them basking in that exhilarating afterglow, so they were more than happy to use Cheng Tian as a diversion. It would also let the people see just how vast the gap was between wandering sorcerers and orthodox Daoist arts like theirs.

Well, Cheng Tian was sneaky too. When they had arrived at Chechi Kingdom's gates, he had deliberately