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"Lord Ying Sheng..."

Zhang Zhiyun was the first to speak, "You... you don’t suspect us, do you?"

"Why can’t I suspect you?"

Ying Sheng’s voice had clearly become much colder.

"Lord... we... in this state, even the Thousand-Faced Fox couldn’t possibly imitate us, right?"

At this moment, both of their states were that of the Ancient Demon Clan’s inherent worm form.

These words made Ying Sheng pause slightly.

He glanced at the distance, at the guard he had smashed to pieces with his punch.

Among the shattered flesh and blood, there were also Ancient Worms mixed in, shattered together with the bodies of the Western Sea Army into a mass of flesh.

A violent impulse nearly overwhelmed Ying Sheng’s mind.

"The Thousand-Faced Fox is known for a thousand faces, who says she can only imitate the Human Race?" Ying Sheng stepped forward, the violent aura in his eyes intensifying.

Zhang Zhiyun kept retreating, feeling that the other... really wanted to attack them.

For a moment, he even felt it was absurd; himself aside, the one next to him was of the Imperial Clan, and currently, only two from the Ancient Demon Clan had been successfully hatched.

Even Zi Yue faced such a threat but wasn’t executed, not only because of her great contributions but also because of her noble Imperial Clan status.

Zhang Xiaoyun had been defeated by Chen Ying, and at that time, the High Priest almost broke the rules to intervene directly, all because of Zhang Xiaoyun’s Imperial Clan status. Now, a mere Deputy General dared to attack members of the Imperial Clan just because of some suspicion?

Even he could tell at this moment that something was not right.

Zhang Xiaoyun looked at the other party, feeling extremely panicked for a moment. Indeed...

He had felt something was off from the very beginning...

It wasn’t until now that he had roughly confirmed, something... was manipulating their emotions!

Yes, he couldn’t be wrong. If he was still not sure before, by now, he was almost certain that everyone’s mental state was abnormal.

At the very least, they all lacked calmness.

The High Priest was usually a very steady person. Even if he wasn’t an excellent general, even if he was indecisive and somewhat greedy, he wouldn’t have reached this extent, betting the lives of all soldiers.

This should not be his behavior.

The same was true for the Ying Sheng in front of him; even if he suspected that among themselves was the Thousand-Faced Fox, he shouldn’t act so decisively.

The guards were once the orphans of the elders, how noble?

The bodies they parasitized were high-grade Four Sacred Body created by top secret techniques.

Once they reached the next stage of Spiritual Energy, almost everyone in the guard could advance to King Level beings, the core force of the Ancient Demon Clan in the future, so how could they be destroyed so easily?

Ying Sheng usually acted as a decisive Deputy General, but this was a bit too much...

"So, what’s the end game..." Zhang Xiaoyun didn’t retreat. The dignity of the royal bloodline made him unwilling to appear so disheveled, but instead he looked up and asked coldly, "Lord Ying Sheng, do you wish to smash us to death to see if it’s as you suspect?"

At that remark, Ying Sheng was startled for a moment. Then, like a nefarious flame quenched by cold water, he suddenly woke up, even looking at his palm—that still bore his brethren’s flesh and blood—with a tinge of fright.

What on earth... am I doing?

Have I lost my mind?

He questioned himself immediately, for he knew quite clearly—he had truly wanted to attack the Prince just now!

How could this be?

Even with suspicion, it shouldn’t...

But in that instant of bewildered fear, suddenly, a chill surged forth.

The speed was astonishingly fast; almost the moment he perceived it, the piercing chill had already penetrated his heart.

Physically...

"Lord Ying Sheng!"

Zhang Zhiyun’s eyes widened; with his current sight, he couldn’t make out what had just happened, but now behind Ying Sheng, a jet-black sword had pierced through his body, transfixing his right heart!

Every Ancient Demon’s vital spot differed; they all had their flaws, so it was usually hard for ordinary people to predict an Ancient Demon’s vulnerability because each one was different. Hence, one could only guess.

But this time, the attacker clearly knew it. The ink-like short sword found Lord Ying Sheng’s spot with impeccable precision, piercing right through from the position of his right chest!

"You..."

Ying Sheng turned his head, and the mysterious Yin Yang Fish mask came into view.

It was that person who had launched the surprise attack on Tian Heng...

When had he come over?

Ying Sheng asked himself if even a top assassin like the Sparrow Bee couldn’t have approached him noiselessly, how did this person... manage it?

But clearly, the other party wasn’t planning to give him an answer. Without hesitation, the black short sword erupted with astonishing power, instantly shaking the impaled Ancient Demon Worm to pieces!

And as the Ancient Demon was eliminated, the body of the Four Sacred Body stiffened on the spot like a puppet with its strings cut.

"It’s you..." Zhang Xiaoyun felt a chill in his heart but also recognized that this person was indeed the mysterious Sky Totem that had attacked Tian Heng.

Previously, everyone had been guessing his identity and was on alert for his actions, yet for a moment, it seemed everyone had forgotten his existence.

Because one would subconsciously think he was with the Western Sea Army, but she hadn’t realized that they were never on the same side.

The mysterious Sky Totem carefully laid Ying Sheng’s body down and then used some unknown force to freeze and collapse it.

"It’s you, isn’t it..." Zhang Xiaoyun knew she couldn’t escape and decided to ask outright for the truth!

If the other party could kill Ying Sheng with a single move, even with a surprise attack, that skill was probably not weaker than that of the Guard Commander...

Tian Xiang looked up, faced Zhang Xiaoyun, and said nothing. The black and white, endlessly fluctuating mask was eerily mysterious.

"It’s you!" Zhang Xiaoyun stated confidently: "Everyone’s emotions seem a bit off, the more emotional they become, the easier it is to lose control. You did that, right?"

"Tian Xiang each have special abilities, some terrifying, like igniting the world with evil fire, and some possess extremely frightening control over the human heart. You must be the latter. You can control people’s emotions, causing them to lose themselves unwittingly."

"Lord Ying Sheng, though a decisive and ruthless character, would never easily strike me. But it was due to you, tempting out his emotions using the clue tied to the Thousand-Faced Fox, making him lose control, and hence completely unaware of your arrival. Including the Guard Commander easily leaving and the High Priest’s uncharacteristically impulsive behavior; it was all because of you, right? "

"Mmm..." The previously silent Sky Totem suddenly spoke up, the Yin Yang Fish mask revealing a strange smile: "What a clever child."

"Which force are you with?" Zhang Xiaoyun demanded coldly.

"Which force?" Tian Xiang chuckled: "What kind of force... can control us?"

"No..." Zhang Xiaoyun shook her head: "You’re not an ordinary Tian Xiang!"

"Oh?" The other party stopped smiling upon hearing that, and the black and white swirling head tilted slightly: "Why do you say that?"

"You... must have a collaborator!" Zhang Xiaoyun clenched her teeth, very sure of her statement!