The Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist's Screen Time: Two Seconds?!

This [Eight-Armed Sword Saint] True Lord, just like that, is dead? If I hadn't been there... many demons might actually have believed it.

But the third and Fourth-Grade demons present were internally screaming, "A hundred thousand little 'fucks' made up one big 'fuck'!"

Holy shit!

When this [Eight-Armed Sword Saint] fell to the ground and died, his life force was still so strong, as dazzling as the rising sun.

Moreover, he now possessed a transparent yet incredibly powerful shield. With this shield in place, all the Nine Nether Demons present combined were powerless against this [Eight-Armed Sword Saint].

The Fourth-Grade Nether Demon who had 'killed' him was completely bewildered by what was happening before its eyes. Had these human cultivators lost their minds? What were they doing?

Before the demons could figure it out, a tragic roar suddenly came from not far away.

A man, besieged by three Fourth-Grade Nether Demons, screamed hoarsely, "Eight Arms! No! Eight Arms! You bastards, you actually killed my Eight Arms Junior Brother! I'll fight you to the death!"

The man's dragon eyes were glistening with tears, and his cries were heart-wrenching—as if the True Lord called [Eight-Armed Sword Saint] had truly died.

After roaring, the man unleashed his powerful spiritual energy, and a rich aura of Flood Dragon rose from his body.

"Kill you all, you will all die! I, [Dragon Fist King], swear that I will slaughter you all! To pay for my junior brother's death!" The man with the aura of Flood Dragon roared, leaping into the air, and an enormous phantom of Flood Dragon materialized behind him!

That was a 'Flood Dragon' that was about to Dragon Transformation.

A murderous intent surged to the heavens.

Another True Lord!

Moreover, this is a top-tier Flood Dragon True Lord among the Sixth-Grade True Lord! None of the six cave masters who attacked this time were a match for this Flood Dragon True Lord!

Then, this Flood Dragon True Lord, named [Dragon Fist King], was like someone who had unlocked a cheat code. His punches were explosive, each one carrying the phantom image of Flood Dragon, exploding among the Nine Nether Demons!

In an instant, the world was filled with the roar of dragons... and the screams of the Nine Nether Demons.

"Damn it, open your eyes and look carefully! Your junior brother called 'Eight-Armed Sword Saint' isn't dead at all, okay? He's alive and well! There's such a clear life force on him, are you blind? Can't you see it?" The Nine Nether Demons really wanted to give this guy called 'Dragon Fist King' a piece of their mind.

As a cultivator, can you please stop being so blind?

Stop being so ridiculous! We can still fight properly!

Just as the Nine Nether Demons were feeling so frustrated they wanted to vomit blood, this [Dragon Fist King] had already rushed up to the Fourth-Grade Fiend who had 'killed' the [Eight-Armed Sword Saint] with a single palm strike.

"Die! Take this— Wudang Mountain Flood Dragon Overlord!" [Dragon Fist King] roared, his fists moving through the air as if he were demonstrating a powerful fist technique, or perhaps drawing inexplicable patterns in the air with his fists.

This fist technique was held for quite a while... However, under the powerful aura of this 'Dragon Fist King,' the surrounding demons only felt their bodies become heavy and were unable to take the opportunity to attack him.

He waited until the 'Dragon Fist King' finished drawing the pattern, and then unleashed a punch!

In the void, the roar of a dragon resounded throughout heaven and earth!

A lifelike spiritual Flood Dragon burst forth from the 'Dragon Fist King's' fist, striking the Fourth-Grade Nether Demon.

"Ahhh!" Overwhelmed by the aura, the Nine Nether Demons was unable to dodge and stood frozen in place, only to be blasted into pieces by this spiritual Flood Dragon.

"Junior brother, junior brother, I have avenged you!" [Dragon Fist King] roared to the sky with tears in his eyes.

And then... less than a minute later.

[Dragon Fist King] was surrounded by three Third-Grade 3 demons and finally could not withstand them. He was hit by more than a dozen blows from these Third-Grade 3 demons, and his Daoist robe was torn to shreds.

"Ah~ Oh, heavens above, you have destroyed my Skycloud Sect! Oh, heavens above, you have destroyed my Skycloud Sect!!" [Dragon Fist King] recited this classic line with indescribable grief and indignation in his eyes.

Blood gushed from his body, and then he fell straight backward, 'dying' just like that.

Like the [Eight-Armed Sword Saint], this [Dragon Fist King] may be dead, but the 'life aura' emanating from him is enough to blind the eyes of demons.

At the same time, a transparent protective shield appeared on [Dragon Fist King]'s body, protecting him.

The Nine Nether Demons: "..."

Holy crap, what on earth is going on?

Are these human cultivators out of their minds? Or did they take the wrong medication today?

Regardless of whether these human cultivators are mentally ill or not... the fact that two True Lord- level cultivators are lying on the ground pretending to be corpses and no longer slaughtering is a good thing for the Nine Nether Demons.

At least, their casualties will be greatly reduced, and they will be able to concentrate on dealing with other human cultivators.

Just as they were thinking this... something even more baffling to the demons happened.

At some unknown time, a human cultivator who appeared like a hermit appeared behind the demons' camp.

Strangely enough, this human cultivator was dressed in a conspicuous and ferocious black armor, carrying a black cleaver over two meters long. Despite his domineering and evil appearance, the Nine Nether Demons immediately associated him with a 'hermit' hidden deep in the mountains and forests.

No one knows how this 'hermit' managed to get to the rear of the demonic camp.

At this moment, the human hermit in black armor raised his broadsword high, pointed at the group of human cultivators who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and laughed wildly, "You fools of the Skycloud Sect, how dare you block the path of this warlord [Evil General Bright Moon]! This world is already in the pocket of our 'Evil Realm'! Those who submit to me prosper! Those who oppose me perish! Minions, kill them all! Rupture the Skycloud Sect!"

The Nine Nether Demons: "..."

Who is this guy? Why is he standing in the camp of the Nine Nether Demons, and acting like he's giving orders?

(╬/￣俣)/~┴┴

Flip the table! They're all fucking lunatics!

At the same time, several Nine Nether Demons around the 'Hermit' exchanged a gritted-teeth glance, surrounded and approached the Hermit, preparing to kill this mentally challenged hermit.

Just as the Nine Nether Demons were about to make their move, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the hermit named [Evil General Bright Moon]... It was also the aura of Sixth-Grade True Lord, and at its peak.

The terrifying aura intimidated the restless Nine Nether Demons.

Then, [Evil General Bright Moon] swung his blade, the Saber Qi sweeping up the group of demons around him, pulling them forward and sending them into the encirclement of the human cultivators. "What are you all standing there for? Kill them all! Kill! Kill! Kill! As long as you raze the Skycloud Sect, the Evil Lord will reward you handsomely! Anyone who dares to retreat a single step will be killed!"

The Nine Nether Demons felt utterly utterly horrified.

Brains are a good thing; they really wish these monks before them possessed them.

At this moment, the Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist felt a little smug—his acting just now was absolutely superb, fantastic. He felt he had completely brought the conspicuous 'enemy warlord' character to life.

He'll definitely get a lot of attention after this movie is released!

Because of the special cultivation method he practiced from a young age, he inexplicably became invisible, a perpetual nobody in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group,' with fellow cultivators often forgetting his Daoist name. At the most extreme point, even those who stared at his Daoist name would mispronounce it... But even as a perpetual nobody, he longed to shine brightly and spectacularly!

Even if it's just a few shots in a movie, as long as he shines, I'll be content.

By the way, wasn't the movie camera on me just now?

My dazzling figure and the overwhelming presence of the Demon General Overseer were captured on camera, weren't they?

Lay Buddhist Most Transcendent thought to himself as his eyes glanced at the film's cinematographer.

He wasn't sure if it was his imagination... but the camera was clearly focused on him, not the photographer, pointing it directly at Su Clan’s Sixteen, who was fighting amidst the demon army.

It must be said that Su Clan’s Sixteen was truly dazzling in battle. Despite her petite stature and the small knife she wielded, every move she made was filled with Saber Qi, domineering energy!

Her petite figure and imposing Saber Qi create a striking contrast that's absolutely adorable.

Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist was slightly envious of Su Clan’s Sixteen.

The photographer's lens was almost always fixed on Sixteen, giving her a very long close-up shot.

Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist: "..."

Are you kidding me? According to the script, shouldn't that have been his shot just now?

How come his presence was so obvious in that shot?

Photographer, come take my picture! Come take my picture!

The Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist swung his giant sword, repeatedly sweeping up the Nine Nether Demons around him and throwing them towards the group of cultivators in front of him, stealing the spotlight.

Finally, the photographer seemed to have a change of heart, came to his senses, stopped filming Su Clan’s Sixteen, and turned the camera around to focus on Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist.

"Here it comes, here it comes. It's finally my turn to be on camera." Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist struck his coolest pose, unleashing his full aura as a 'world-destroying demon'.

The photographer gave Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist a thumbs-up with satisfaction... Then, less than two seconds later, the photographer turned the camera around and focused on Senior Sister [Murong Hua] Jiang Ziyan.

Like Su Clan’s Sixteen, Jiang Ziyan is also a petite woman. But her style is completely different from Sixteen's.

Su Clan’s Sixteen's fighting style is domineering, while Jiang Ziyan's fighting style is unpredictable...

The photographer felt that the shot he captured was absolutely perfect.

When the movie is released, the audience will definitely give him a lot of praise. Such high-quality beauties are rare to see these days, and yet several of them appear in this movie.

Drunken Yue Lay Buddhist: 0_0

He'll flip the table! Believe me, he'll flip the table!

Can't we just have a peaceful movie shoot? How can we possibly convey the strong presence of this major villain in less than two seconds of screen time?!