Chapter 607: True Self Performance

“Brother Lin!!”

Seeing this, Li Qingshan was shocked!

Not long after Chen Ling entered the pharmacy, Li Qingshan saw a red-robed figure suddenly appear from the ceiling, silently swinging a knife at Chen Ling’s neck. After he roared, he realized Chen Ling had been caught in a pincer attack and knocked to the ground by a hammer.

The red-robed figure holding the small hammer, who had just been performing a suicide ritual, picked up the short knife from the ground again and rushed toward the fallen Chen Ling, seemingly wanting to add a few more stabs.

“Stop it!!”

At this moment, Li Qingshan couldn’t just sit by and watch. He was no longer the powerless actor from Liu Town. He rushed into the dark pharmacy from outside in one stride!

Li Qingshan grabbed his collar and tore it open. The opera robe and accessories he was wearing suddenly became dazzling. Several military flags with the character “Yang” were outlined out of thin air behind him, and a set of silver armor instantly covered his body!

As Li Qingshan took his next step, his body became visibly taller and more robust, his head almost touching the ceiling of the pharmacy. His face, wearing Peking opera makeup, revealed majesty and murderous intent, as if he had been born looking like this!

Li Qingshan backhanded a “Yang” flag from behind him and spun it into a spear flower. The next moment, the flag transformed into a silver long spear, breaking through the air with a sharp sound as he rushed forward!

Li Qingshan, who had just been singing *Mu Guiying Takes Command* with Chen Ling, transformed in two steps into the true military general “Yang Zongbao”!

Clad in silver armor, carrying military flags on his back, and holding a silver spear like a dragon, he whistled toward the two red robes!

Opera God Path, 【Jing Wu】 Path—Second Order, True Self Performance.

A silver spear smashed the shelves on both sides, heading straight for Chen Ling. The spear tip deflected the short knife that was about to fall, and then Li Qingshan planted his feet firmly in front of Chen Ling, standing like a towering mountain. He backhanded a horizontal sweep with the long spear, forcing the two red robes back several steps.

A gust of wind brushed across the faces of the two red-robed figures. Their expressions were as gloomy as water.

“Is he dead?”

“That hammer blow just now should have smashed his skull… It’s highly likely he’s dead. But to be safe, it’s best to add a few more stabs. The smell on him makes me uncomfortable.”

“Fortunately, the ritual has just begun. If we had waited until the bone-breaking and lung-dissecting stage, this guy would have ruined everything.”

“So, where did these two actors come from?”

“I don’t know. There shouldn’t be an Opera God Path in the Floating Life Painting…”

“Forget it. These two don’t seem to be high-order. Kill them first. The ritual has already begun; if we don’t perform the sacrifice for a long time, all the preparation work will be in vain.”

At this moment, Li Qingshan also guessed the identity of these two. After all, the iconic red robes of the Jiangtian Sect were considered extremely dangerous existences in the eyes of the nine major realms of humanity, just like the Twilight Society. He hadn’t expected that he and Chen Ling would run into these two Jiangtian cultists just by coming to a pharmacy.

He gripped the long spear tightly with his right hand, his muscles tense, watching the two red-robed figures like a formidable enemy… Even though he had transformed into the general “Yang Zongbao,” he still felt a bit nervous facing these two extremely dangerous individuals.

The next moment, the two figures rushed at him simultaneously!

Li Qingshan thrust his spear. The spear tip stirred up gusts of wind under the immense force, whistling toward the Jiangtian cultist who was injured in the chest. But the latter’s figure was extremely agile, wielding the short knife to deflect the spear tip, and the two created dazzling sparks from the rapid friction.

With the help of the fleeting sparks, Li Qingshan finally saw the appearance of these two. It was a man and a woman. Both had long, messy hair hanging down on both sides of their cheeks. Under the fluttering red robes, they were stark naked, exposing their most primitive bodies to the air. Only their dense hair and dark yellow, long nails were eye-catching. At first glance, they looked like two wild people.

Li Qingshan frowned. His current body was a head taller than these two. Using his size and strength advantage, he stepped forward and backhanded a military flag from his back, sweeping it horizontally!

The two Jiangtian cultists rolled left and right simultaneously. One of them then climbed onto the shelf as nimbly as a red ape, avoiding the blow, and then rushed directly toward Chen Ling, who was pinned under the shelf; the other rushed straight at Li Qingshan’s waist. Their figures were so fast in the darkness that they left afterimages.

Seeing someone about to attack Chen Ling directly, Li Qingshan immediately turned to intercept. Just then, a palm slapped heavily on his lower back.

“God Path? Ridiculous…”

*Boom—!*

The moment the palm made contact with his body, the God Path within Li Qingshan suddenly shook. The silver armor that had been covering his body flickered like a poor TV signal, and then vanished into thin air!

Li Qingshan’s expression changed. Before he could turn around to see what had happened, a heavy blow came from behind, and he was kicked several meters away like a cannonball, knocking over a row of shelves before crashing into the corner of the pharmacy.

Severe pain radiated from his lower back, but Li Qingshan had no time to care. He struggled to sit up from the ruins and saw “True Self Performance” flickering frantically in the ruins as if it had completely lost control. The silver spear inexplicably turned into a piece of rotten wood, all the silver armor on his body disappeared, and even his body size shrank by a circle.

His God Path skill… had it gone out of control?

“In front of the Supreme Jiangtian Savior, your God Path is meaningless.” The Jiangtian cultist walked over with a sneer,

“The world will return to the origin, civilization will return to dust, and the God Path is no exception… We, Jiangtian, are the nemesis of the nine major realms of humanity, the hunters of all paths in the world… What right do you have to be our enemy?”

Li Qingshan felt the chaotic God Path within him, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the pharmacy, a red-robed Jiangtian cultist, holding a small hammer, walked slowly to the blood-colored figure under the shelf.

At this moment, under the shelf, it was covered in a pool of blood. A body was pinned under numerous shelves, vaguely visible in the darkness… The Jiangtian cultist glanced at him coldly and raised the small hammer in his hand high…

“The Supreme Jiangtian Savior will redeem your soul.”

He smashed it down toward the figure’s skull with a whistling force!!

*Boom—!*

With a light sound, the broom in his hand hit the shelf and broke directly into two pieces.

The Jiangtian cultist froze in place.

*Clang… Clang…*

As a blood-colored figure slowly stood up in the darkness, the shelves that had been pinning him slid to the ground. It was a figure whose head had been smashed into a large depression. The Dan role headpiece originally worn on his head was now twisted and broken, with scarlet blood splattered on it, giving it an eerie aura.

The blood-stained scarlet opera robe stood still among the ruins. He held a small hammer in his hand, and the muscles and blood vessels on the back of his hand seemed to have been injected with terrifying power, looking incredibly grim… As the twisted and weird headpiece slowly raised, a pair of angry eyes locked onto the Jiangtian cultist in front of him.

“You like sneak attacks, huh? Very well…”

“Your life… had better be tougher than mine.”