My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"You... are going to play the lead roles?"

In the underground film set of Chang'an Grand Theater.

Director Zhang held the megaphone array in his hand, looking at the two bald stuntmen in front of him who suddenly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, his crystal glasses almost slipping off his nose.

He looked at Jianglong and Fuhu suspiciously from head to toe.

Weren't these two guys previously acting like they'd rather die than submit, and completely lifeless?

How come after sleeping, his eyes are gleaming with a fierce green light? He looks even more like a villain than the villain himself.

"That's right! We're going to play the lead roles!"

The Arhat who Subdues Dragons straightened his back. Although he was still wearing that tattered burlap prison uniform, his tone exuded an unquestionable, majestic aura.

"This role is perfect for us, my fellow apprentices!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger beside him nodded heavily.

In order to have a legitimate reason to beat those two devils, they had thoroughly prepared themselves mentally.

This isn't filming; this is exorcising demons! This is enduring hardship and humiliation for the sake of all living beings!

Director Zhang touched his goatee, looking somewhat hesitant.

"However, the main character has a lot of screen time. Not only does he have to get beaten up, but he also has to have a dramatic scene with emotional outburst at the end."

"Can your acting, which is as stiff as a wooden post, really work?"

"Don't worry, Director!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger gritted his teeth and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"As long as it gets to the final battle scene."

"We guarantee it will unleash the most genuine emotions! Every punch will feel real, you'll see what true, heart-wrenching pain is!"

Director Zhang's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the phrase "fist to fist".

His Highness the King of Qin specifically instructed that the selling point of this drama is its realism.

Since these two stand-ins are so conscientious, why not make use of them!

"Good! That's courage and drive!"

Director Zhang slapped his thigh and immediately approved the decision.

"Change the two teachers' clothes immediately! Get ready to turn on the equipment!"

……

For the next two weeks, the atmosphere on set became incredibly bizarre.

In the first half of the story, Jianglong and Fuhu acted with such suffering.

They had to recite lines in front of the camera that questioned the high-ranking officials of the Buddhist kingdom and expressed compassion for the common people.

Every time they recited their lines, they were frantically apologizing to Buddha in their hearts.

"Buddha, please forgive me. This disciple is enduring hardship and biding his time."

"Buddha, you are wise to witness! In the final act, I will surely deliver those two demons to the afterlife to prove my innocence!"

It was all thanks to this intense obsession with revenge.

The two Nascent Soul stage experts managed to endure the torment of the first half.

The micro-expressions of "painful struggle" were so realistic that Director Zhang praised them as textbook-level inner acting.

at last.

The highly anticipated final climax has begun filming!

In the center of the film set, a devastating ancient ruin was set up.

All around, a dozen specially made high-definition recording crystals locked onto the battlefield from various angles.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor and Nether Spring Demon, dressed in magnificent and domineering villainous demon lord armor, stood at the highest point of the ruins.

They cracked their wrists, a nonchalant yet cruel sneer on their faces.

"Old buddy, today's the last one."

Blood Slaughter Ancestor twisted his neck, producing a crisp cracking sound.

"For the past two weeks, those two bald monks have been like wooden puppets, letting us beat them at will. I'm almost tired of beating them."

"How about we try something new today and break one of their arms?"

The Old Demon of the Nether Spring chuckled, his eyes flashing with red light.

"That's exactly what I was thinking. It's just acting anyway, so if I accidentally break a few bones, it's just sacrificing for art."

The two demon lords clearly hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.

And below the ruins.

Several top formation masters from the Tang Dynasty are making final adjustments to the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming formations.

"His Highness the King of Qin has given an order."

The chief formation master stared expressionlessly at the two Arhats.

"In order to achieve the ultimate martial arts effect, this final scene will completely remove the 'puppet charm spell' from your bodies."

"At the same time, the physical blockage of the eight extraordinary meridians will also be completely released."

As the formation master made hand seals.

"Buzz—"

The talismans pasted on the back of the heads of the two Arhats turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the invisible shackles that had bound their meridians vanished completely, like ice and snow melting away.

boom!

A long-lost, terrifying aura of blood and energy, brimming with explosive power.

He was awakened in a frenzy amidst the sixteen-foot-tall golden bodies of the two Arhats, forged through countless trials!

Although the Buddhist power of the Nascent Soul stage within him was still being suppressed by the imperial fortune of the Tang Dynasty, he was unable to use magic.

But the sheer physical power of this Arhat's golden body is enough to move mountains and fill seas!

The Arhat Subduing Dragon slowly clenched his fists.

Feeling the earth-shattering power emanating from his fingertips, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably turned up in a wild smile.

Those big, round eyes, which had been holding back for half a month, suddenly burst forth with two terrifying killing intents that seemed to be tangible!

"Junior brother."

The Arhat Subduing Dragon tilted his head slightly, his voice revealing a chilling excitement.

"Did you feel it?"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger twisted his thick neck, and his bones cracked like popping beans.

A sinister smile, even more ferocious than that of a demon, appeared on his fierce and menacing face.

"I can feel it, Senior Brother. I can't wait to send those two demons to the afterlife."

On a high platform outside the film set.

Li Chen was dressed in casual clothes, holding a bucket of freshly popped spiritual popcorn.

He watched the tense scene below with great interest, unable to suppress the wicked smile on his lips.

"Brother, Old Man Wei, come and see the show!"

Li Chen waved to Li Chengqian and Wei Zheng beside him.

"A Western Arhat wrestling with an ancient demon—this is a rare action blockbuster that you can't see even if you spend a fortune on spirit stones!"

"Attention all departments!"

Director Zhang held up the megaphone array, his voice booming.

"The final battle! Fight with pure physical strength; no magic allowed! It will continue until one side is completely defeated!"

"preparation--"

"start!"

"boom!"

Director Zhang had barely finished speaking.

Beneath the ruins, two dark golden afterimages resembled two heavy psionic shells fired from a gun.

He shattered the hard bluestone slab beneath his feet, creating a deafening sonic boom, and hurtled towards the ruins above!

That's incredibly fast!

So fast that even the afterimage became blurry!

High up.

Before Blood Slaughter Ancestor could even strike his arrogant pose, his vision suddenly blurred.

A terrifying, suffocating wind pressure, like a Category 12 hurricane, rushed towards us.

"What is that?!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor was shocked and instinctively tried to raise his hand to block.

But it was too late.