I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 890 I've Provoked the Wrong Person
The interplay of thunder and fire contained a trace of the power of the will of heaven and earth.

It is precisely this power of the will of heaven and earth that forms the insurmountable chasm between the throne and the spirit master.

The king's murderous intent stirred the heavens and earth.

How can humans resist the annihilation of heaven and earth?

Even that slight pressure from being rejected by heaven and earth is enough to extinguish a person's will and vitality.

At this moment, Lei Huozhong's killing intent towards Mi Feixue reached its peak, a combined attack from the two Sun Thrones.

One of them was Xing Qian.

As the Sun Throne who has fought Mi Feixue the most, Xing Qian is most familiar with Mi Feixue's bizarre strength. He always strikes with his strongest killing move, striving to leave no room for maneuver and giving Mi Feixue no time to recover.

Kill her!

Kill her!

Kill her! ! !

Thunderclaps resounded.

It was as if the will of heaven and earth was infected by Xing Qian and his group's killing intent, resonating with them.

Xing Qian and Lu Shan, who made the move, felt it most clearly; the power they carried this time was stronger than ever before.

The other throne holders, though not as intensely affected as they were, were still somewhat aware of it.

"She is indeed an anomaly, even Heaven and Earth cannot tolerate her," said the Throne of Deer Mountain. "Heaven and Earth wish to kill her; she will surely die!"

That's right.

The will of heaven and earth has indeed intervened.

Taking advantage of the opportunities given by the thrones, and within the limits of the rules, provide the Sun Thrones with the greatest possible support.

"That's incredibly malicious," Mi Bayue sighed softly.

Meng Luo saw a book unfolded in her hand.

Not knowing what was written in the book, all Meng Luo saw was a blank page, and a warning came from deep within her: not being able to see was actually a form of protection.

Immediately, Meng Luo's pupils contracted sharply.

Because I saw Mi Bayue smiling.

Why aren't you worried about Mi Feixue at all?

“The greater their malice, the safer Feixue will be,” Mi Bayue said.

Upon hearing her reply, Meng Luo belatedly realized that she had voiced the question that had been on her mind.

From her vantage point, she could also see the aerial scroll unfurled by Du Shiru. As if to verify Mi Bayue's calm words, the figure engulfed by the thunder and fire did not instantly evaporate; instead, a human form appeared.

A round-faced doll with twin buns floated beside Mi Feixue. Its robes reached past its feet, fluttering as if it had no legs. It held one of Mi Feixue's hands, and all the killing intent and lightning fire directed at Mi Feixue were transferred to it.

"A scapegoat puppet?"

Upon witnessing this scene, the Celestial Venerable asked in surprise.

Most people think so.

They soon realized that things weren't that simple.

The cursed doll holding Mi Feixue's hand was like the friendliest of friends. Even when it was hurt for Mi Feixue, it smiled at her with its eyes crinkling. Its face was red and cute like a lucky doll. It seemed completely unaware of the tattered clothes burned by the fire and the cracked skin on its exposed skin.

It held Mi Feixue's hand and grasped the wooden bracelet on her wrist.

The wood bracelet transformed into a bow.

The crackling and exploding thunder and fire wrapped around the general's bow.

The lightning and fire that were about to annihilate Mi Feixue a second ago are now being fed back to her by the rebounding power of the Cursed Doll.

Mi Feixue drew her bow with a backhand motion, and the pitch-black arrow of malevolent intent clashed with the thunder and fire of killing intent from heaven and earth. The Cursed Doll turned its head to look at the Yang Vein Throne opposite it. A piece of skin had fallen off its cracked round face, revealing a grayish, fleshless interior. A tiny, pink petal floated out, which at first glance looked like fresh blood.

The Cursed Doll covered its gaping face with one hand, not wanting the inner lining, which had been sewn in by the gods, to fall out again. Its gaze, fixed on Xing Qian and Lu Shan, instantly turned ferocious, showing no trace of its reverence or affection for Mi Feixue, finally revealing the terrifying aura of the monstrous creature.

Damn!

He deserves to die!
Die! ...
Kill him!!!

The murderous intent emanating from the Cursed Doll was concentrated on Mi Feixue's arrows.

The stronger Xing Qian and his group's killing intent towards Mi Feixue was a second ago, the stronger their killing intent was now, as reflected back by the Cursed Doll.

That was the will to kill the other party, and even the will of heaven and earth were secretly assisting.

Xing Qian's face had already darkened when he saw that Mi Feixue was unharmed. Now, his expression changed even more drastically. He activated his strongest defensive measures and reminded Lu Shan, "Be careful!"

He had once been harmed by the Cursed Doll's backlash.

That counterattack wasn't his strongest strike, but it still injured him when he was caught off guard, forcing him to rest.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, this strange creature, which had been following Mi Feixue, grew even stronger than before, and was able to withstand the combined power of the two thrones.

King of Deception!

This strange creature has reached the King level!

With the combined power of the Ghost King's counter-attack ability and Mi Feixue's attack, this arrow could not be withstood head-on.

Xing Qian immediately made a plan in his mind, but Lu Shan next to him did not have the same awareness. He even sneered, "The Ghost King Substitute? She escaped this time, but what about next time? Let's attack together. I don't believe she can summon another Ghost King Substitute."

Among those present were four other throne holders from the Fierce Battle faction, including Jin Kun. They had initially refrained from attacking Mi Feixue all at once, presumably due to their status. They also had confidence in the Yang Meridian, believing that even if the two throne holders combined their efforts, they should at least severely injure Mi Feixue, if not kill her.

Now that Mi Feixue has launched a counterattack without injury, they exchanged glances, still somewhat hesitant.

The reason for his hesitation was not that he couldn't bear to see Mi Feixue suffer, but rather that he was concerned about saving face.

Even with two opponents, Wang Zuo couldn't defeat Mi Feixue. If they really joined forces and killed Mi Feixue, it would be a disgrace for him.

In that brief moment of hesitation, less than two seconds later, Mi Feixue's arrow was released.

brush--

The arrow's power was contained while it was still in Mi Feixue's hand, but it surged like a pump valve the moment it left the general's bow.

The Deer Mountain Throne's disdainful expression froze. "No...impossible..."

The thunder and fire roar that originally came from him and Xing Qian carried the oppressive power of the will of heaven and earth, like a heavenly tribulation, crushing his royal bones inch by inch.

At this point, it was too late to defend himself. He roared and could only use all his strength to withstand the attack. His power was visibly evaporating as the arrows approached.

Lu Shan's eyes widened, finally revealing a look of fear.

He had never been so disheveled since ascending the throne, and for a time he forgot what it felt like to face a life-or-death situation.

The signing of a peace treaty between the Yang and Yin meridians keeps the Yin meridian in the dark, unaware of the true nature of the Yang meridian, while also ensuring the long-term peace and tranquility of the Yang meridian.

Lu Shan once said that Su Yaoguang and his group had their fighting spirit extinguished by Anning. Regardless of whether his statement was correct, it is clear that Anning also makes people arrogant, incites pride, and makes people stubborn and self-willed.

Lu Shan looked down on the Yin Meridians from the bottom of his heart. Even though Mi Feixue had repeatedly demonstrated the power to contend with the Yang Meridian Throne, and there were rumors of the Dark Moon Throne being rebuilt, he still despised her.

Now he is paying the price for his contempt.

At their level, the cost of making mistakes is even more staggering.

"help me!"

In the face of life and death, Lu Shan disregarded his pride and shouted loudly for his allies to save him.

That's too late.

It wasn't that Jin Kun and the others didn't want to save them, but in higher-level battles, missing a good opportunity could lead to utter destruction.