I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 820: Centennial Prodigy

In the end, this battle reached a kind of balance. The spiritual masters of the Yin and Yang veins, each holding a battle flag, gathered their own people and drew a line between themselves and the Yin vein.

The thunder in the clear sky that came from the threat of the Heaven seemed to be tired of roaring. It went from being non-stop at first to being intermittent, and then it didn't make a sound for a long time.

But there were no more thunders, and the dark clouds remained, so thick and heavy that they covered the sky and the earth tightly, making people feel very depressed, as if they would be completely crushed in the next second.

"Mi Feixue."

Shang Zhongsheng's voice reached Mi Feixue's ears.

"How long can you maintain the rules of the battlefield?"

Mi Feixue did not answer immediately.

Shang Zhongsheng knew her character, and without waiting for her to reply, he continued to transmit his voice: "The Sun Throne is watching your condition. If you are about to reach your limit, there is no need to give them a way out."

Shang Zhongsheng knew that Mi Feixue had this ability.

The deadly rules of killing are sometimes easier than the rules of living.

Even though Shang Zhongsheng and Du Shiru, both thrones, did not show up, they were actually confronting the Yangmai throne to prevent the Sun Throne from suddenly taking action.

The throne is the mainstay of the spiritual world.

If you don't move, it's fine. If you move, it means the moment of real decisive battle has arrived.

This time, the Yangmai's invasion seems to be mighty and arrogant, but in fact, they are just pathfinders and vanguards in the eyes of the throne.

If the Yin Meridian is defeated by these vanguard troops, what it will face next is the complete and rampant invasion of the Yang Meridian.

Shang Zhongsheng and Du Shiru were not on the regular battlefield. They followed the battle situation between the two veins from various battle reports. After knowing that the Yin vein had gained the advantage, they felt very happy, having been calm for years. They even maintained a decent smile when communicating with the Sun Throne opposite, as if it was not him who had proved his truth by killing and ascended the throne.

However, from what he said in his telepathic message to Mi Feixue, one could tell that the nature of this Yin Yue Throne had never changed.

This simple sentence involves the lives of hundreds and thousands of Yang Ling masters.

Mi Feixue remained silent.

Shang Zhongsheng consoled him, "I know the morality of Yongmeng Township, but morality also depends on the situation. Even if you show them justice and mercy, they will not appreciate it."

Mi Feixue only reacted when he mentioned the word "morality" of Yongmeng Township.

In fact, the morality of Yongmengxiang is ultimately the morality of the Night Walker. The Night Walker is the first apostle under the throne of the Night Walker God and another form of representative of the Night Walker God in the world of the living.

They strictly abide by morality, regulate their words and deeds, and would rather die than tarnish the faith in their hearts and let their robes as night watchmen be stained with filth.

As the leader of the Night Messengers, Mi Feixue's adherence to the "morality" of the gods in her soul is deeper than anyone else.

Even if she had no memory of the first week, from the moment she personally wrote the children's poem "God" in this life, it was equivalent to personally deifying Mi Bayue and engraving an indelible belief in her soul.

Mi Feixue said: "Maintain it until it is no longer needed."

When Shang Zhongsheng heard this, he did not realize the fundamental meaning of it at first. He thought that Mi Feixue meant the end when the battle was completely decided or one side was completely wiped out.

"Since you have the confidence, just do as you say." Shang Zhongsheng knew that Mi Feixue never talked big, and since she dared to speak, it meant she had the confidence.

It was just right, he could also use this opportunity to see how powerful Mi Feixue was.

The longer she persists, the greater the shock to the Yang meridian will be.

However, the battle situation that has already fallen into a state of balance is not so easy to break.

When everyone is no longer fighting for their lives but for self-protection and learns to make good use of the rules and flags, the battle becomes very stalemate.

You Ji said: "We can't fight, and it's not easy to go out, so we just stay here and chat?"

They were flying in the sky, protected by the battle flags, so they were not afraid of being overwhelmed by the fighting spirit. However, the Heavenly Master on the opposing side also had a battle flag, and both sides did not want to fall into the other's trap and be surrounded and killed alone, so they just stared at each other from a distance.

In the beginning, there were no rules or battle flags to protect them. Everyone came with hatred and murderous intent, and the fight was a life-and-death one.

Especially the Yinmai Tianzun who had stayed in the underground ghost place of Tongxi Pass for a long time, finally had the opportunity to relax his muscles with the same level. The Yangmai who had invaded their territory performed new techniques like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, just like a child who was released after a long secret training. He would feel sorry for the hardships he had experienced in the past if he did not show off his increased strength to his opponent.

Casualties are inevitable in battle.

I didn't feel anything when the fighting spirit was at its peak. After I calmed down under the protection of the rules and battle flags, I still didn't feel too sad for the deaths and injuries of my fellow bloodline members, but I began to cherish their lives again.

If they were to fight Yangmai Tianzun now like they did at the beginning, they would be sure to win unless they had enough cards in their hands.

"If you go out and come back for a month without the protection of the Rule Battle Flag, you will be like a war puppet." Red-eyed Venerable Mu Ren said, "No one will do such a stupid thing."

You Ji said, "The key is that we are afraid that if we leave, that person..." He looked in the direction of Mi Feixue and lowered his voice and said, "That prince will look down on us and think that we are running away to avoid the battle, and thus deprive us of our place in the spiritual land?"

It was not only You Ji who had this idea; all the other Heavenly Lords present had also considered this.

The night wanderers on the ground were still insisting, and they left first, which looked really inappropriate.

"Compared to this, I am more worried that once we leave, the battlefield will lack the fighting power of the Heavenly Venerables. How can the low- and middle-level spiritual masters on the ground be the opponents of those Yang Vein Heavenly Venerables?"

"You think too much. We fought for so long before and it didn't affect the underground. It has long been shown that the rules of this battlefield restrict Tianzun from landing."

"No matter how much Mi Feixue values ​​fairness and justice, she can't be so foolish and kind as to allow the Night Wanderer to be slaughtered by Yangmai Tianzun."

"Having said that, Mi Feixue has maintained this battlefield of rules for too long. Perhaps when her soul consciousness is exhausted, this battlefield will automatically dissipate. Then there is no need to consider when to stay or leave. We still have to fight the Yangmai to win."

"Fairy Lu is right. We should rest as soon as possible and discuss the battle strategy together."

"Oh, isn't this a good chat?" Yin Sang lay softly on a magic weapon couch, even painting his nails leisurely, and sighed slowly: "Oh, I've never had such a peaceful chat with so many like-minded people before."

Some people were not used to her attitude, while others echoed, "Poisonous Rakshasa is right. This is the first time I have been so close to so many fellow Daoists. Even during the last Centennial Enlightenment Conference, when everyone gathered together in Lingzhou, they were more defensive than friendly."

Yin Sang raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully, "Speaking of the Centennial Enlightenment Conference, I'm afraid it won't be held this time."

"It's hard to predict what will happen in this world, so don't speak too early."

“No matter if it succeeds or not, the century-old genius of my Yin Vein has become famous in this battle!”