Ba Zunan Through a Hundred Generations, I Summon Divine Light with My Command!
Cen Qiaofu was utterly bewildered for a moment.
He had no idea what mindset this contestant possessed to dare impersonate Cen Qiaofu right in front of him, the genuine, original Cen Qiaofu.
The key was...
"What is there about this old man worth impersonating?"
Cen Qiaofu stared at that "himself" inside the water sphere, completely speechless.
If you impersonated Ba Zunan, everyone could understand it. Ba Zunan himself was right here, and presumably would not make too much of a fuss over it.
But I was just an obscure old Taixu, with no great crimes to my name and no remarkable achievements throughout my life.
Nothing more than the utterly unremarkable "facing a hundred alone in Eight Palaces Town," the perfectly ordinary "the Woodcutter's Night of Dao-Slaying"...
Impersonating Water Ghost would have a brighter future than impersonating Cen Qiaofu, wouldn't it?! Cen Qiaofu's mouth twitched. He wanted to speak, but in the end had no choice but to look at Water Ghost.
Water Ghost looked back as well. After the two met each other's eyes, they suddenly burst out laughing at the same time.
"What are you laughing at?"
Xiuyuan Ke sensed the intense mockery in their laughter and flew into a rage from humiliation. But before he could continue speaking...
"Shut up!"
With a flick of Water Ghost's hand, a water-type profound meaning array unfurled beneath his feet, preventing this fellow from interrupting Ba Zunan's casting.
Xiuyuan Ke felt his heart clench, as though someone had completely cinched it tight.
The words had just reached his lips when he felt power from the water sphere seep into the sinews, bones, and meridians of his body, sealing him in every direction.
He could not move at