My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The secret film set on the third basement level of the Chang'an Grand Theater.

The dazzling array of lights illuminated the entire vast underground space as bright as day, where countless Tang Dynasty array masters and crew members were busily working.

"The array's central control system has been successfully adjusted; spiritual energy output is stable!"

"The photo crystal provides 360-degree coverage, all in place!"

"The wire harness formation has been checked and is ready for takeoff!"

In a noisy corner of a film set.

Two burly men with shaved blue heads were being held down by several high-ranking array masters from the Tang Dynasty's Ministry of Works on a pile of dilapidated artificial mountain props.

The bright red robes they once wore, symbolizing the supreme majesty of Buddhism, had long since been stripped naked.

Instead, they were given two sets of rough, scratchy, and even suspiciously patched gray-brown linen prison uniforms.

These two are none other than the powerful figures from the Western Buddhist Kingdom who were swaggering and arrogant in the clouds just a few days ago—the Dragon-Subduing Arhat and the Tiger-Taming Arhat!

"Slap! Slap!"

Two crisp sounds.

Two yellow talisman papers covered with intricate dark red runes were slapped onto the back of the heads of the two Arhats without any hesitation by the formation master.

"Buzz—"

The talisman instantly glowed with an eerie light, and like mercury spilling onto the ground, it quickly seeped into their skin.

This is the latest magical artifact developed by the Tang Dynasty – the "Puppet String Talisman".

"Number One Stand, Cultivation Sealed: 100%"

"Second camera stand-in, meridians locked: 100%."

A formation master wearing glass glasses held a jade slip, recording data with a blank expression, and casually reported to the stage manager next to him.

"These two have maintained their physical defenses at the level of an Arhat, so they are indestructible no matter how you attack them."

"To enhance the realism of the facial expressions, we've increased the pain perception array by 30%. We can now notify the director to begin filming."

Pain perception...up 30%?!

The Arhat Subduing Dragon, lying on the prop stone, suddenly widened his angry eyes, which were as big as copper bells.

The golden flames in his eyes almost burned through his eye sockets, and his chest heaved violently, like an ancient beast trapped in a cage.

shame!

What an utter disgrace!

He held the dignified Arhat status and was worshipped by countless families. Believers would prostrate themselves before him.

Now, he has been reduced to a "stunt double" in the Tang Dynasty opera troupe!

What made him even more desperate was that the "Puppet String Talisman" was like countless invisible, cold steel needles, firmly driven into his limbs and bones.

He doesn't even have the right to move his little finger now, and he can't even open his mouth to recite a Buddhist mantra.

Except for his eyes, which can move, he's now a complete fish on a chopping board!

The Arhat Subduing Tiger beside him also had bloodshot eyes, his teeth grinding together, and the sense of humiliation in his heart was gnawing at his Buddhist heart like a venomous snake.

"Hey, you two masters, you look great today!"

Just as the two Arhats were internally roaring with rage.

It was accompanied by an extremely arrogant laugh that was incredibly irritating.

At the entrance to the film set, two figures walked in as if surrounded by stars.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor and Nether Spring Demon swaggered over.

These two ancient demon lords, who were once ruthless killers, were now making quite a grand entrance.

The two were dressed in expensive custom-made robes for night assassins, their hair was styled meticulously by the top stylists of the Imperial Music Bureau, and their faces wore the signature villainous makeup that conveyed "three parts indifference, three parts mockery, and four parts nonchalance."

Behind them were four assistants who were responsible for serving tea and water, fanning, and touching up makeup.

The behavior of a top star was completely outmaneuvered by these two old monsters.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor strolled over to Dragon Subduing Arhat, carrying a cup of chilled Immortal Spirit Tea.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing an undisguised ecstasy and malice in his scarlet eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at that smooth forehead, look at that angry little eye."

Blood Slaughter Ancestor reached out and slapped the shiny bald head of the Dragon Subduing Arhat with a sharp "smack".

"Dragon Subduing, oh Dragon Subduing, when you were hunting me down three thousand years ago, did you ever imagine that this day would come?"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon emitted a muffled "woo-woo" sound from his throat.

If looks could kill, Blood Slaughter Ancestor would have been tortured to death by his gaze eighty thousand times by now.

"Alright, stop wasting your breath on him, we'll have some fun later."

Old Demon Youquan straightened his ornate cuffs and sneered repeatedly.

"I've already read the script. Today's scene is about our Demonic Duo massacring the righteous sects."

"The director specifically instructed that, in order to pursue the ultimate sense of realism, no magic effects should be used, and all the fighting should rely on close-quarters combat with fists hitting the ground."

Upon hearing the words "close combat," Blood Butcher's eyes instantly lit up like two high-wattage light bulbs.

He grabbed the old demon Youquan's arm, lowered his voice, and spoke with boundless excitement.

"Old buddy, we've got to have a proper 'sparring' of acting skills today."

"When the machine starts up in a bit, the fatter one, Fuhu, is yours, and this one, Jianglong, is mine."

"Remember, never use demonic energy, just use the pure physical power of our bodies."

"If I don't beat these two bald monks until they doubt the existence of Buddha, then all the resentment I've held in for thousands of years will have been for nothing!"

The Old Demon of the Nether Spring understood immediately, a cruel smile curving his lips:

"Don't worry, we demonic cultivators are experts at settling personal scores."

"Today they must experience what true 'artistic dedication' really means!"

The two demon lords exchanged a smile, their laughter filled with a tacit understanding of their treacherous collusion.

The two Arhats lying on the ground, listening to the two old monsters' conspiracy, felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

"Attention all departments!"

Not far away, Director Zhang held up a megaphone array and roared loudly.

"Chapter 68 of 'The Legend of the Immortal: Shadow of the Demon': The Demon Lord Rampages the Righteous Elders! All Take Positions!"

"The stunt double doesn't need to make any expressions, just maintain that unwavering, defiant look. Puppet master, prepare to react to the impact!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Action!"

With Director Zhang's command.

The atmosphere on the entire set changed instantly.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor and Nether Spring Demon instantly dropped their playful smiles.

After all, they were true ancient demons. They didn't need to prepare; their terrifying killing intent, which viewed all living beings as ants and seemed to want to slaughter the world, instantly spread from their very bones.

Even the seasoned crew members around them were shaken to their core by this innate, magical power.

"A bunch of hypocrites spouting benevolence and morality, today I will crush your gates!"

The Blood Slaughter Ancestor recited his lines, his voice like that of a demon crawling out of hell.

He suddenly took a step forward.

Without any fancy spells, he simply swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, accompanied by a howling gale.

Aiming directly at the face of the Arhat Subduing Dragon, he delivered a powerful punch without reservation!

"Bang--!!!"

A dull, resounding thud, like a heavy hammer striking a steel plate, echoed throughout the film set.

This is a real physical attack!

Although the Arhat Subduing Dragon's golden body is invincible in defense, this punch cannot break his bones or harm his essence.