True Self Performance
"Brother Lin!!"
Seeing this scene, Li Qingshan's heart jumped in alarm!
Not long after Chen Ling entered the pharmacy, Li Qingshan saw a red-robed figure suddenly appear from the ceiling, silently swinging a knife to chop at Chen Ling's neck. After he let out a loud roar, he realized Chen Ling had already been pincered from front and back, and was smashed to the ground with a single hammer strike.
Among them, the red-robed figure holding the small hammer, who was just conducting the suicide ritual, grabbed the Short Blade from the ground backhanded and rushed rapidly towards the fallen Chen Ling, seemingly wanting to add a few more stabs.
"Stop!!"
At this time, it was impossible for Li Qingshan to sit idly by. He was no longer that powerless Thespian in Willow Town. With a quick step, he rushed from outside the door into the dark pharmacy!
Li Qingshan raised his hand to grab his collar and tore forcefully. The Theatrical Robe and accessories he was wearing suddenly became dazzling. Several general's banners with the character "Yang" written on them were outlined out of thin air behind him, and a set of Silver Armor instantly draped over his body!
As Li Qingshan took the next step out, his body visibly became tall and majestic, his head almost touching the ceiling of the pharmacy. His face wearing Beijing opera makeup revealed majesty and Killing Intent, as if he originally looked like this!
Li Qingshan, who was just Singing "Mu Guiying Takes Command" with Chen Ling, unexpectedly transformed in just two steps, directly transforming into the true martial general "Yang Zongbao"!
Draped in Silver Armor, carrying General's Banners on his back, and holding a dragon-like silver spear, he whistled and thrust towards the two red robes!
Path of the Actor, [Jing-Martial Path] path——Second-Tier, True Self Performance.
A silver spear smashed the shelves on both sides, pressing straight towards the front of Chen Ling. The tip of the spear knocked away the Short Blade that was about to hack down. Then Li Qingshan's legs nailed firmly in front of Chen Ling, like a towering green mountain standing tall and unfalling. A backhand sweep with the Long Spear forced the two red robes back several steps.
The strong wind brushed past the faces of the two red-robed figures, their expressions gloomy as water.
"Is he dead?"
"That hammer strike just now should be able to smash his skull into pieces... He's highly likely dead, but just to be safe, it's best to add a few more stabs. The smell on his body makes me somewhat uncomfortable."
"Fortunately, the ritual has only just begun. If it waited until the bones were broken and the lungs were cut open, this guy would probably ruin things."
"So, where did these two Thespians come from?"
"Don't know, there shouldn't be a Path of the Actor in the Floating Life Painting..."
"Whatever, the Rank of these two people doesn't seem high, let's kill them first. The ritual has already begun. If we don't carry out the Sacrifice for a long time, the preparatory work will have been done in vain."
At this moment, Li Qingshan also guessed the identities of these two people. After all, the iconic red robes of the Scarlet Heaven Cult were just as extremely dangerous as the Dusk Society in the eyes of the Nine Great Human Realms. He also didn't expect that just by coming to a pharmacy with Chen Ling, he would unexpectedly run into these two Scarlet Heaven Cultists.
He gripped the Long Spear tightly with his right hand, the muscles all over his body tensed up, looking at the two red-robed figures as if facing a great enemy... Even though he had transformed into the martial general "Yang Zongbao", facing these two extreme danger elements, he still felt somewhat nervous in his heart.
The next moment, the two figures charged towards him simultaneously!
Li Qingshan thrust out his spear. The tip of the spear rolled up bursts of strong wind under the massive force, whistling and stabbing towards the Scarlet Heaven Cultist with the chest wound. But the latter's figure was incredibly light, waving the Short Blade to pick the spear tip away. The rapid friction between the two burst forth blinding sparks.
With the help of the flashing firelight, Li Qingshan finally saw clearly the appearances of these two people. They were a man and a woman. Both of their hair was equally long and messy, draped down the sides of their cheeks. Under the dancing red robes, they were stark naked, exposing their most primitive flesh to the air. Only the lush hair and dull yellow, slender nails were the most eye-catching. At first glance, they looked like two savages.
Li Qingshan frowned. His current body was a full chunk taller than these two people. Relying on the advantage of his body size and strength, he directly took a step out, pulled a General's Banner from behind his back with his left hand, and swept it across with a whistling sound!
The two Scarlet Heaven Cultists rolled simultaneously, one left and one right. One of them then nimbly climbed up the shelf like a red ape, avoiding this strike, and then directly pounced towards Chen Ling who was pressed under the shelf; the other charged straight at Li Qingshan's waist. Their figures were so fast in the darkness that they dragged out afterimages.
Seeing someone about to directly attack Chen Ling, Li Qingshan immediately turned back to intercept. Just at this moment, a palm heavily slapped his lower back.
"Divine Path? Ridiculous..."
Bang—!
The moment the palm made contact with his body, the Divine Path within Li Qingshan's body suddenly swayed. The Silver Armor originally covering his body was like a TV signal with bad reception, flashing fiercely a few times before actually disappearing into thin air!
Li Qingshan's face was startled. Before he could turn his head to see clearly what happened, a heavy blow came from behind. His whole person was kicked flying several meters away like a cannonball, consecutively knocking down a patch of shelves before smashing into a corner of the pharmacy.
Severe pain came from his lower back, but Li Qingshan had no time to care. He struggled to sit up from the ruins, and saw that "True Self Performance" seemed to have completely experienced a Loss of Control, madly flashing in the ruins. That silver spear inexplicably turned into a rotten piece of wood, and the Silver Armor on his body also completely disappeared, even his body size shrank a circle.
His Divine Path Skill had lost control?
"In front of the Supreme Crimson Sky World-Saving Exalted One, your Divine Pathways are all meaningless." That Scarlet Heaven Cultist sneered and walked over.
"The world will return to the origin, and civilization will return to dust. Divine Pathways are no exception... We Scarlet Heaven are the nemesis of the Nine Great Human Realms, and the hunters of all paths in the world... What right do you have to be our enemy?"
Li Qingshan felt the disordered Divine Path within his body, his face becoming increasingly ugly.
At the same time.
On the other side of the pharmacy, a Scarlet Heaven Cultist draped in a red robe, holding a small hammer, slowly walked up to the blood-colored figure under the shelves.
At this moment, under the shelves, it was already covered in a pool of blood. A body was pressed under numerous shelves, vaguely visible in the darkness... The Scarlet Heaven Cultist coldly glanced at him and raised the small hammer in his hand high...
"The Supreme Crimson Sky World-Saving Exalted One will redeem your soul."
He forcefully smashed it down towards the head of that figure with a whistling sound!!
Bang—!
With a soft sound, the broom in his hand smashed onto the shelf, directly breaking into two pieces.
This Scarlet Heaven Cultist was stunned in place.
Clatter... clatter...
As a blood-colored body slowly stood up in the darkness, the shelves originally pressing on him slid down to the ground. That was a figure whose head had been smashed in by more than half. The Dan Role headdress originally worn on his head was also twisted and shattered at this moment, with scarlet fresh blood splattered on it, instead taking on a hint of an eerie aura.
The bloodstained Great Crimson Theatrical Robe stood firm amidst the ruins. He held a small hammer in his hand. The muscles and blood vessels on the back of his hand seemed to be injected with terrifying power, incomparably ferocious... As the twisted and eerie headdress slowly raised, a pair of angry eyes locked onto the Scarlet Heaven Cultist in front of him.
"You like sneak attacks, huh? Very good..."
"Your life... had better be harder than mine."