Yin Yang Soul Searcher

The formation master was a little embarrassed this time: "I still need a fourth-grade demon core..."

"?" Peng Li's eyes blazed with anger. If it weren't for the inappropriate time, he would have attacked this damned guy!

Another fourth-grade demon core? Do they think this thing is as cheap as cabbage?

This behavior is blatantly treating our friends like dirt!

"No, don't misunderstand." The array master waved his hand: "This time it's not me, it's this." With that, the array master raised the compass in his hand.

"Take another demon core and infuse your demonic power into the compass. With a little magic, I can disable the formation of that great array. Then you can retrieve the auspicious beast's corpse using your own methods."

Peng Li fell silent for a moment. He truly had no more fourth-grade demon cores left. The appearance of a fourth-grade demon core meant the death of a demon cultivator of Jinxiu and Yangliu's strength. Although demon cultivators were savage and powerful, reaching the fourth grade was not easy!

Moreover, the Great Demon King would not stand idly by and allow such a large-scale massacre of fellow demon cultivators to happen!

Peng Li narrowed his eagle eyes, looking at the battlefield not far away. Sun Tai was easily resisting only half of the ferocious beasts. The formation was slowly stabilizing. The reinforcements brought by the Third Prince were blocked by the ferocious beasts. Although there were many casualties, they were gradually joining the main army. At that time, the formation would be even stronger.

Jinxiu was already struggling to hold on after being beaten by the two brothers, so she fought and ran, gradually moving away from the battlefield.

Although Yang Liu could still handle the two flag bearers, that was all; she was powerless to retaliate.

The burly man single-handedly resisted six experts. Although he had the advantage in strength, Cheng Yanbing and Luo Wuju were the main attackers, and two fourth-rank Yin-Yang Masters would occasionally launch sneak attacks, forcibly weakening the burly man's attack. In a short time, no one could do anything to the other, and they gradually fell into a stalemate!

"These vermin from the gutter, they dare not fight a fair battle, they only know how to launch sneak attacks from behind, weakening us!"

Peng Li knew he couldn't delay any longer and had to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain! With this thought, a ruthless glint finally appeared in Peng Li's eyes, like that of a wild beast!

"Willow, come back!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Liu, who was fighting at the foot of the cliff, did not hesitate to throw a willow branch high up and tie it to a tree. Then, supporting her body, she leaped high into the air and finally landed beside Peng Li.

The two flag-bearing generals exchanged a glance, not daring to step forward and risk their lives, and had no choice but to turn back to help Sun Tai clear away the wild beasts.

"He..." Yang Liu was about to speak when an unexpected scene unfolded.

Peng Li clenched his right hand into a claw and delivered a hook-claw strike to Yang Liu's head. Before Yang Liu could utter a second word, Peng Li crushed his skull! Green juice splattered everywhere.

This scene shocked everyone present, and the fighters all paused slightly.

Bai Jueming tactically scratched his head. Was the demon race fighting amongst themselves, or had they gone mad? This behavior was like two people fighting peacefully, and your opponent suddenly punched himself hard in the temple. Your first reaction shouldn't be happiness, but fear!

Seeing this, Jinxiu, who was fighting and running, screamed like a madwoman, "Are you crazy?!"

The eldest prince was overjoyed to see this scene. The demon race was fighting amongst themselves, and it seemed that victory was not far away for their side!

The formation master watched in stunned silence. This was a ruthless demon! To achieve his goal, he killed his fourth-rank colleague without hesitation, showing no mercy or ruthlessness!

Peng Li retracted his right claw, flicked away the green bloodstains on it, and slowly condensed a green aura on Yang Liu's corpse, eventually forming a demon core.

Peng Li, holding the freshly extracted demon core, tossed it to the formation master without hesitation. His tone was cold: "Make your move!"

"Alright!" The array master understood that time was of the essence, so he immediately offered up the demon core, and wisps of green energy scattered onto the compass. As the core slowly disappeared, the compass shimmered with golden light.

The array master waved his hand and summoned the compass. The compass swelled in the wind, expanding to the size of a Tai Chi diagram, and floated above Sun Tai's head. Sun Tai squinted at the compass, not understanding what kind of trick the demon race had used.

As the formation master made a hand seal, he shouted a low voice towards the compass in the air: "Block!"

An unexpected scene unfolded: at the center of the formation, the Tai Chi diagram above Sun Tai's head suddenly stopped rotating, the bowl-shaped formation lost its clear light, and the formation malfunctioned!

In an instant, the already ferocious beast became even more frenzied, and the explosion of corpses was no longer suppressed, causing even more horrific casualties!

"Hurry up!" the formation master urged. "I can't hold out much longer!"

Seeing this, Bai Jueming realized something: it was highly likely that this person had destroyed the formation at the South Gate!

Without hesitation, Peng Li transformed into a giant eagle and soared into the sky, his wings casting large shadows in the setting sun.

Meanwhile, far from the battlefield, the eldest prince and his companion relentlessly pursued Jinxiu. The third prince raised his spear and struck Jinxiu heavily on the temple, causing her to fall to the ground.

Jinxiu coughed up blood, her exquisite and alluring face was full of disarray, and the pink light on her body was flashing red, she was about to be beaten to the point of revealing her true form.

In no time, Jinxiu, who was lying on the ground, transformed into a fiery red fox. The First Prince, wielding a three-foot-long sword, shook off the bloodstains from its blade, then aimed at the fox's head and swung the sword down heavily!

Just then, something unexpected happened. Instead of severing the fox's head as expected, the Crown Prince's sword sent him flying! A man in black suddenly sprang out of the bushes!

Bai Jueming observed every move from a distance, seeing the whole scene clearly! The person who made the move had fists engulfed in flames, and the moment the First Prince raised his sword, he aimed a punch at his chest, launching a sneak attack!

This person was none other than the Shiki-shi we encountered on patrol that day!

The moment Bai Jueming saw Shiki-shi make his move, he looked around suspiciously, a hint of fear in his eyes. Shiki-shi was here, but what about the Onmyoji behind him? Had he even arrived?

What are they doing here? What is their purpose?

Bai Jueming quickly recalled in his mind the first time he encountered the Four Seasons Master being chased and beaten by Jinxiu Yangliu while patrolling the streets, after which the Four Seasons Master was rescued by the mysterious Yin-Yang Master.

Therefore, we can rule out the possibility that they are accomplices of the demon race. Furthermore, the First Prince has been fighting the demon race for so long; if they were here to help the demon race, Master Siji would have appeared long ago!

In the ensuing incident at the South Gate, an unknown Yin-Yang Master attacked the dead soldiers, destroying their souls and making it impossible to search their spirits to find out who stole the gunpowder. He concealed the truth!

However, the sudden appearance of the Four Seasons Master at the scene indicates that he knows the demon race is dealing with the First Prince. It can be confirmed that the Yin-Yang Master in the South Gate case is the one who saved the Four Seasons Master.

However, judging from the current situation, it is undoubtedly the eagle that stole the gunpowder. The Four Seasons Master and the Onmyoji initially opposed the demon race, but later helped the demon race conceal their whereabouts. This behavior is contradictory! What exactly is their purpose?

Perhaps their purpose was already obvious. Bai Jueming's eyes gleamed as he looked at the three people facing off: the Four Seasons Master, the First Prince carrying a three-foot-long green sword, and the Third Prince holding a long spear.

The Onmyoji concealed the demons' theft of gunpowder so that they could take it without leaving a trace and use it against the Crown Prince. Now, the Four Seasons Master has appeared and immediately launched a deadly attack on the Crown Prince; they are also after the Crown Prince! Their goal is the same: to eliminate the Crown Prince!

It seems that the Four Seasons Master and Wu Yong, who guards the frontier, are not unrelated. After all, the Second Prince is Wu Yong's nephew, and he is currently guarding the frontier with his uncle!

One question arises: how did the Four Seasons Masters know the demon race's purpose? Their clues certainly weren't as numerous as those of the Yin-Yang Palace. It's unlikely they could have deduced the demon race's intentions simply by observing that the demons took the gunpowder!

The Third Prince, as if facing a formidable enemy, brandished his spear and pointed it at the newcomer: "People from Western Shu, you've come to join the fun? Who sent you?!"

The eldest prince lay on the ground, his face contorted in rage. He hadn't been prepared for the punch and felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered. He then stuffed a pill into his mouth before clutching his chest and standing up.

Master Siji remained silent, only throwing punches.

His arms turned red and became incredibly hot, the moisture in the air sizzling as it was burned by the intense heat on his body.

The Four Seasons Master's objective was clear: to target the First Prince. He would only dodge when the Third Prince launched a fatal attack; otherwise, he would trade blows without flinching.

The eldest prince was furious. First, he was bullied by the vixen, and then the Four Seasons Master from Western Shu appeared and tried to kill him! You can't just bully a soft persimmon like that!

Jinxiu, who had transformed into a fox, slipped into the bushes while they were engrossed in their lovemaking, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention.

She wouldn't go back. That demonic cultivator Peng Li showed no mercy; he killed even Yang Liu, a fourth-rank cultivator, without hesitation to achieve his goal. She was afraid that she would be killed by Peng Li if she went back, so she decided to run to a safe place to heal her wounds first, and then find another way to survive!

Bai Jueming kept an eye on every move on the battlefield and of course noticed Jinxiu's little actions. Moreover, the direction she was running in was just right to run into him!

The fox had been beaten into revealing its true form; it probably didn't have the ability to kill him instantly. Bai Jueming's eyes lit up. Should he give it a try? Capturing this fox would definitely be a great achievement!

Never mind! Fortune favors the bold!

Having made up his mind, Bai Jueming donned a heavy ghillie suit and, having made all the necessary preparations, quietly made his way in the direction Jinxiu had fled.

On the other side, the battle between Shiki and the Crown Prince was wide open and fierce, with Shiki attacking recklessly, determined to kill him.

Even with the Third Prince's help, he still seemed to be struggling! This Four Seasons Master was able to fight against both Yang Liu and Jinxiu at the same time. Although he lost, it also shows that his strength is not bad.

The eldest prince waved his hand and tore off the cloak behind him: "I didn't want to use the magic weapon my uncle gave me, but you forced me to!" After saying that, the eldest prince threw away the three-foot-long sword, put the cloak in front of his chest, and revealed a complex array under the cloak.

The Four Seasons Master couldn't understand the formation above. He only saw the First Prince, holding a cloak, rushing towards him like a child opening his clothes to pounce on a chick.

"You scoundrel, prepare to die!"