My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The deafening, layered surround sound of celestial music instantly exploded in everyone's ears.

The image appeared!

That's not a flat image, but an ultimate 3D immersive holographic image presented through a special array!

In the scene, the male protagonist is dressed in white, riding a celestial sword that emits a cold light, and traversing through the sea of ​​clouds.

The rolling clouds and mist, the sharp sword energy.

Even the tiny pores on the male lead's face are clearly visible on the huge screen!

"hiss--!"

A collective gasp filled the theater.

"This...this...is this a way of sealing a real person inside the curtain?!"

Wei Zheng was so startled that he stood up abruptly from his soft seat, his beard trembling.

"Shut up! Just watch the show!"

Li Shimin also stared wide-eyed at the screen, his heart filled with shock.

This visually stunning experience, so powerful it seemed to subvert expectations, instantly captivated all the country bumpkins of the Tang Dynasty.

As the plot slowly unfolds.

The meeting and falling in love between the male and female protagonists.

Then there are all sorts of melodramatic misunderstandings and the malicious schemes of the villainous female supporting character.

How could the common people of the Tang Dynasty have ever experienced such scripted routines in the era of information explosion?

Their emotions were completely dictated by the plot.

The film has reached its climax.

To save all living beings from the ancient poison.

The male protagonist is coerced by a vicious villainous sect.

They must personally dig out their own "Supreme Thunder Spirit Root" to exchange for the antidote.

The most beautiful background music begins to play.

on the screen.

The male protagonist was covered in blood, with his long hair disheveled.

He gazed tenderly at the unconscious woman in his arms.

Then, he suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and plunged it fiercely into his own chest!

Blood spurted wildly.

He forcibly pulled out a spiritual root radiating dazzling lightning!

"No!!!"

Seeing this scene.

The entire screening room was completely out of control.

Those usually dignified and elegant socialites and noblewomen were crying their eyes out, their silk handkerchiefs soaked with tears.

Sobbing and wailing echoed throughout every corner of the theater.

Empress Zhangsun's eyes were also red, and she leaned on Li Shimin's shoulder, silently shedding tears.

Even Li Shimin, the iron-fisted emperor, couldn't help but tilt his head back and blink frantically to keep his tears from falling.

however.

Just when the whole place was filled with sadness and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Cheng Yaojin, the mischievous devil, sat at the very edge of the first row of the VIP section.

It even broke through my defenses!

This is the old general of the Tang Dynasty who killed without blinking an eye on the battlefield and never uttered a sound even when stabbed.

At this moment, I see the tragic scene of the male protagonist having his spiritual roots dug out on the screen.

With red eyes, he let out a deafening wail in his hoarse voice.

"Waaaaah... This is so touching!"

"This young man... he's a real man!"

"That villainous sect is truly despicable! They're infuriating me, Old Cheng!"

Cheng Yaojin cried his eyes out.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he felt his nasal cavity fill with a sticky liquid.

But when he looked around, he realized he hadn't brought a handkerchief at all.

then.

The rugged old general casually grabbed Yuchi Gong's arm, who was sitting next to him.

To be precise, it was the sleeve of Yuchi Gong's priceless, exquisitely made Shu brocade robe that was worth a fortune.

then.

Cheng Yaojin brought his sleeve to his big black nose.

Squeeze it out hard!

"Sizzle—!!!"

A deafening, earth-shattering sound, like tearing silk, rang out.

It was accompanied by the sound of some kind of extremely viscous liquid being sprayed.

In the screening room, which was originally filled only with sad music and soft sobs.

It was incredibly clear, and it exploded with a deafening roar!

A large, sticky, and crystal-clear snot bubble, about the size of a fist.

It was firmly and completely pasted onto the sleeve of Yuchi Gong's magnificent Shu brocade!

It even stretched out long threads.

This moment.

The somber atmosphere around them instantly froze.

Even the touching scenes playing on the screen seemed to have lost their color.

Wei Zheng, sitting on the other side of Cheng Yaojin, looked at the slick, reflective substance.

My stomach churned violently, and I almost threw up my dinner on the spot.

Yuchi Gong slowly lowered his head.

He looked at the indescribable substance still slowly flowing down his proud Shu brocade court robe.

His breathing stopped.

The sadness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by bulging blue veins on his forehead, like tiny blue snakes, throbbing wildly.

It's red-temperature!

Yuchi Gong has become a complete sensation!

"Cheng Yaojin!"

Yuchi Gong let out a violent roar like a volcanic eruption.

Its eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast going mad.

"You old bastard! I'll fight you to the death!!!"

"Bang!"

No nonsense.

Yuchi Gong swung his fist, as big as a sandbag, and with a whistling wind, delivered a solid punch to Cheng Yaojin's right eye socket!

"Ouch!"

Cheng Yaojin was knocked back and staggered, clutching his eye socket which had instantly turned bruised, and he was furious.

"Old Black! What's wrong with you! I just lent you my sleeve to wipe my tears! How dare you slap me?!"

"Wiping away tears? Those aren't tears! They're a fountain!"

Yuchi Gong was so angry that he trembled all over and pounced on him.

"Pay me back my Shu brocade court robe!"

"I won't pay! When it comes to fighting, who am I, Old Cheng, afraid of!"

Two famous generals who helped found the Tang Dynasty, and both serving as dukes in the current dynasty.

To think that in the very front row of this highly anticipated premiere, they would completely abandon all decorum.

They started fighting like street thugs!

"Bang bang bang!"

The dull thuds of punches landing were so powerful they even drowned out the movie's sound effects.

The two rolled around wildly in the aisle of the VIP area.

The spiritual spring water, the celestial fruit platter, and the spiritual popcorn specially made by Li Chen that were originally placed on the table were gone.

They sent them flying everywhere!

"Stop hitting him! What kind of behavior is this!"

Li Shimin was so angry that he slapped his thigh, trying to stop him, but was hit in the face by a flying popcorn.

The entire theater was engulfed in chaos because of the brawl between these two old scoundrels.

They turned what should have been a beautiful, tear-jerking premiere into a chaotic brawl.

……

in chaos.

Li Chen sat in the corner, cracking sunflower seeds as he watched the two old men fight.

It’s not too big to watch the bustle.

however.

Just then.

In the shadows of the dark private room.

The void distorted slightly.

Lu Fei, the leader of the Great Tang Bad Guys, appeared silently behind Li Chen like a ghost.

However, at this moment, Lu Fei...

His eyes, hidden behind the mask, showed an unprecedented anxiety, and even his breathing became very heavy.

"Your Highness!"

Lu Fei didn't bother with the formalities; he lowered his voice and spoke with an urgent and serious tone.

"Something's happened!"

Li Chen didn't even turn his head, still watching Cheng Yaojin get beaten up with great interest.

"What happened? It's just two old men fighting. Let them be, as long as they don't kill each other."

"It's not about fighting!"

Lu Fei swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"This movie is to blame!"

"The screening for the 1,000 ordinary people at the Grand Theater just ended ahead of schedule."

"The audience members who watched the movie were so immersed in it that they completely lost control of their emotions!"

Lu Fei pointed in the direction outside the theater and anxiously reported to the director.

"They hate the 'Black Fiend Sect' in the movie, who dug up the male protagonist's spiritual root, to the core!"

"Hundreds and thousands of ordinary people spontaneously formed some kind of 'villain extermination team,' armed with hoes and shovels, and rushed out of the city, saying they would raze all the dark corners around Chang'an and seek revenge on the remnants of the Black Fiend Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chen finally stopped eating sunflower seeds.

He turned his head and frowned slightly.

"It's just the common people venting their emotions, what serious consequences could it possibly cause? Those petty thieves outside the city, could they possibly harm them?"

"If only it were just an ordinary petty thief!"

Lu Fei's voice suddenly rose, filled with boundless horror.

"Those commoners dug haphazardly and actually found something fifty miles underground outside Chang'an City..."

"We've actually unearthed a real lair of demonic cultivators, concealed by an array for thousands of years!"

"Not only that! Their indiscriminate attacks have triggered an ancient seal!"

Lu Fei suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"The seal has broken!"

"A terrifying demonic aura, powerful enough to change the very fabric of the world, is frantically resurfacing outside Chang'an! That aura... it belongs to at least a great demon!"