Beside the eerie and ancient Yellow Springs Road, the clash between the Onmyoji army and the creatures of the Yellow Springs is like a contest between evil spirits and gods. In the sky, the faint starlight seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, reflecting the grim faces of the warriors on both sides. Their gaze was fixed on the front, nervous and determined, because they knew that this battle would determine where life and death belonged.

An army of Onmyoji, dressed in flowing white robes and holding a variety of mysterious spells and magic weapons. Behind them, ancient charms shimmered in the air, like stars descending on the earth. They are well aware of the strength of the Yellow Springs creatures, so they face this battle with a united heart, strong faith, and incomparable courage.

Instead, the Yellow Springs creatures—a collection of the souls and grievances of the dead—are armored by endless darkness and terror, forming a force to be reckoned with. They roared, roared, and rushed towards the Onmyoji army with a determination for revenge. Their bodies exude the aura of death, and their eyes gleam with resentment, as if they want to pull the whole world into an endless abyss.

When the Onmyoji army came into contact with the Yellow Springs creatures, a fierce battle broke out. The clash of spells and spells was as fierce as a whirlwind and a raging storm. Onmyoji's spells danced in the air, each movement carrying a powerful force, like a twinkle of stars, dispelling the darkness. And the attack of the Yellow Springs creatures was like a wave of darkness, hitting the front of the Onmyoji army wave after wave.

However, despite the horror and despair in the face, the Onmyoji army did not flinch. With their firm faith and powerful mana, they resisted the attacks of the Yellow Springs creatures again and again. Every successful spell and spell boosts their morale, and every successful defense brings them closer together.

The battle went on for a long time, until the stars in the sky began to tremble slightly. In the final battle, the leader of the Onmyoji army, an old man in a silver robe, the charm in his hand shimmered brighter than the stars. He raised his staff aloft, condensed the power of all the Onmyoji, and then swung forward sharply. A ray of light shot towards the army of Yellow Springs creatures like a heavenly punishment, engulfing them in an instant.

The Yellow Springs creatures seemed powerless to resist the attack of this light, and their bodies dissipated in the light, leaving only deep resentment and fear. When the light dissipated, the army of Yellow Springs creatures had disappeared without a trace. Only the army of Onmyoji was left standing tall in the cold night.

The old man whispered an ancient incantation, regrouping the scattered spells.

At the time when the Onmyoji army was crushing the wave of Huangquan creatures like an iron wall, An Pei Shinzaburo, a battle-hardened general, keenly sensed that something was wrong. The wind around him suddenly brought a cold chill, like frost in winter, cold to the bone marrow. It was an aura of familiarity and fear to him, murderous.

His pupils contracted instantly, as if he wanted to take in all the details. His hands were clenched, his knuckles whitening with exertion. Shinzaburo Abe's instincts were frantically ringing the alarm bells, telling him of the danger at the moment. However, it all happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

A shadow suddenly leaped out of the shadows, with a fierce momentum, like an eagle in the night. It was a sharp blade that cut through the air in a cold arc before piercing Apei Shinzaburo's chest with precision. The blood flower bloomed in that moment, bright and dazzling.

Shinzaburo Abe's body shook a little, and then he collapsed weakly. A flash of consternation flashed in his eyes, followed by endless darkness. He tried to open his mouth, only to find that he had lost the power to speak. He could feel the passing of life, like summer rain seeping into the dirt.

And the person who pierced his chest was none other than Yuuki Anmi of the Emperor's Palace. There was no expression on her face, no warmth in her eyes. Her movements are fluid and decisive, like a perfect dancer, swaying freely on stage. The sharp blade in her hand is her determination, her determination, and her revenge.

At this moment, Shinzaburo Abe understood everything. He understood why those Yellow Springs creatures were able to break through under his defenses, and why he sensed the killing opportunity. It turned out that everything was for this moment. He looked into Yuuki's eyes, an abyss that he couldn't reach.

The mysterious protocol of the Imperial Palace is closely linked to the assassination plan in Akihabara. The shadow of the Yellow Spring slipped quietly in the shadows, and the stars of the Emperor's Palace reflected each other, forming an eerie and harmonious scene.

In Akihabara, a golden autumn mood fills the air, with a cold and solemn atmosphere. This is where Yuki Anmi carried out the assassination, armed with a short sword and her eyes determined and cold. Her target, Shinzaburo Abe, dressed in an ornate Onmyoji robe, seemed unaware and was bewildered by the bustling scene around her.

Suddenly, Yuuki Anmi's short sword flashed with cold light, like a bolt of lightning that cut through the silence of the night.

This sudden betrayal made Shinzaburo Apei completely unable to react, and his eyes were full of shock and incomprehension. And this moment of hesitation gave Yuki Anmi enough opportunity to completely stab the short sword into his body.

With the fall of Shinzaburo Ampei, the originally stable army of Onmyoji instantly fell into chaos. Their leader was killed, their plans were disrupted, and they were sent into a state of panic. And all of this is the plan of Huangquan and Yuuki Anmei. They took advantage of this opportunity and led the Onmyoji army to chaos and defeat.

With a muffled snort, Apei Shinzaburo's figure shook a few times under the impact of the short sword, and finally fell to the ground. His eyes widened, as if he did not believe that he would die at the hands of such a beautiful and cold woman.

At this moment, both the Emperor's Palace and Akihabara seemed to stop breathing, waiting for that order. The Onmyoji army was thrown into chaos by the death of Shinzaburo Abe, and they looked around trying to find the daring woman. However, Anmi Yuuki has quietly disappeared into the crowd, like a cheetah hidden in the dark, mysterious and cold.

The agreement of Yellow Springs worked at this moment. The stars of the Imperial Palace shimmered with a cold glow, as if to celebrate the success of this plan. The night in Akihabara becomes even more eerie and eerie, as if to herald an even bigger storm to come.

After this suffocating night, the Onmyoji army is thrown into chaos due to the death of its leader, and Yuuki succeeds in her mission to bring the agreement between the Emperor's Palace and Yellow Springs closer together. The night became a win-win situation, which not only allowed the Emperor's Palace to get the peace it wanted, but also allowed Huangquan's plan to continue to move forward.