I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 893 We're in the wrong and we can't beat them!

Not to mention the invading Yang Meridian Thrones, everyone in Linghuazhai fell into a silent slumber.

This silence suppressed the trembling that originated from their very souls, stiffening their limbs so that they couldn't even shiver.

Crazy, crazy.

From the throne to the lowest-ranking spirit master.

Everyone was silently screaming in their minds.

Has Mi Feixue gone mad?
Or has Eternal Dreamland gone mad?
The underground cave matures, and the Demon King is born!
This is a catastrophe that will destroy the world!
Even if the Ghost King manages to withstand the invasion of the Yang Vein Thrones, what's next?
All living things in the world will be destroyed in their battle. In the end, no matter which side wins, it will only be a Pyrrhic victory, bringing irreparable damage to humankind and leaving behind lingering problems...

On the contrary, the ordinary people, who were protected by unknowable divine power, could not see or hear and knew nothing about the Ghost King, were the calmest. They had a kind of fearless courage and felt a subtle sense of the sudden silence. Although they did not understand, they could join in and also breathed softly, staring at the ink painting in Du Shiru's scroll.

Five Ghost Kings have already arrived in the Misty Sea.

But this is not the end.

Shu Pingsheng and others who participated in the sealing operation had a general idea of ​​the number of underground caves on the Canglan Continent. The strange fountains that have appeared so far are all locations they know, including the one they are most familiar with, Tongxi Pass.

The pride they had gained from successfully sealing the acupoints time and time again shattered into dust at this moment.

—It turns out that those strange tides were actually a test for them, not a torture to torment them to death, but rather a mercy to them.

Otherwise, given the current situation, they would have long since become nutrients for the underground cave.

But there's no point thinking about it now.

Youji and the others felt cold in their hands and feet, and for a moment they did not know the true purpose and plan of Yongmengxiang. Even though they had been with Yongmengxiang for many years and thought that they were very righteous, they still couldn't help but have some conspiracy theories: Yongmengxiang had deceived everyone, and all the selfless and righteous methods before were to use them to support the underground cave and achieve the selfish goal of controlling the Ghost King, regardless of the life and death of other people or living beings in the world.

This also aligns with the view that the Yang meridian represents the Yin meridian as insidious and cruel.

Or to speculate even more negatively—Eternal Dreamland is no longer a human power. Like Fangcao Pavilion and other forces controlled by demons, they have long been corrupted by demons or monsters and are just wearing a human skin!
"This won't do." Even Shang Zhongsheng, who was becoming more and more of a comedian, couldn't laugh anymore. He sighed softly and stared intently at where Mi Feixue was.

Meng Luo turned her stiff neck, unsure of what look to give Mi Bayue, her mind racing with inner turmoil.

Mi Bayue seemed to notice her reaction and reassured her, "It's alright."

Meng Luo's expression became more complicated.

Mi Bayue said, "Feixue was just trying to scare them."

Meng Luo: "..."

She didn't believe Mi Bayue's words.

At this moment, she seemed to have gained a deeper understanding of Mi Bayue, and realized that this seemingly gentle female cultivator harbored a certain wicked sense of humor.

Mi Feixue's actions not only frightened the invading Yangmai Throne, but also terrified her own people.

Mi Bayue added, "However, if the other side still insists on fighting under these circumstances, then there's nothing we can do."

Meng Luo was horrified, her hair standing on end at the possibility that Mi Bayue had mentioned. She quickly realized that this was probably just another of Mi Bayue's perverse whims. Even she knew that things had come to this point, and only a madman would continue to take action.

Judging from Mi Bayue's words, Yongmengxiang still insists on reconciliation and has no intention of initiating a fight, which is good...

The thought had barely formed when a familiar black arrow pierced through the dense bubbles, its target Xing Qian.

Ho!
"Did not you say……"

"This is a personal grudge."

"..."

In this situation, why bother with personal grudges? Are you just going to spoil your child like this?
Meng Luo didn't say these words aloud, knowing she had no right to, especially since the deed was already done.

Xing Qian was not killed by the arrow. He was rescued by Su Yaoguang and the Heavenly Throne. The Rhinoceros Throne appeared after them, ignoring Xing Qian's request to heal his injuries.

Of all the Yang Vein Thrones, the Rhinoceros Horn Throne is the oldest in seniority, not the most powerful, but the one none of the other Thrones dare to offend. This isn't because of her seniority, but because she can revive the dead and heal the wounded; she is the only supreme being capable of saving a Throne's life. The Rhinoceros Horn Throne's disregard for Xing Qian's severe injuries and her refusal to intervene speaks volumes about her stance.

The appearance of several moderates on the throne was not to form a united front with the pro-war faction.

"Your Highness Mi," Su Yaoguang said solemnly, more earnestly than ever before when addressing Mi Feixue, "remove these strange creatures. We will not take any more action."

Jin Kun and the others remained silent.

The dense bubbles dissipated quickly, but did not disappear completely, leaving only a thin layer floating on the misty sea surface, as if lurking or simply playing with the seawater.

Mi Feixue's figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

Those silent, monstrous kings still exist, showing no signs of leaving.

Xing Qian moved his lips, and the discovered Heavenly Throne secretly lashed its hind leg with a bamboo stick.

"..." Xing Qian's eyelids twitched, and he shut his mouth.

Su Yaoguang breathed a sigh of relief.

Mi Feixue's willingness to remove the bubble and appear indicates her willingness to communicate, suggesting there is room for the conflict to ease.

First, Mi Bayue personally went to Yangmai, and now Mi Feixue has displayed terrifying power to intimidate others, all of which prove that Yongmengxiang neither advocates war nor fears war.

Su Yaoguang said, "The Judge of Deceitful Words."

With long, boneless arms and flesh so white it was almost transparent, seemingly exuding a fragrance that permeated the very bones, this king-level supernatural being, whose extreme beauty gave rise to terror, arrived carrying its iron token and bronze book, summoned to this small space under the watchful eyes of the throne spirit master, king-level monsters, king-level supernatural beings, and the world's will.

"..."

The appearance of the Judge of Deceit is slightly paused.

Su Yaoguang proactively infused the power of the throne's soul consciousness into the Judge of Deceit, saying, "Under the witness of the Judge's rules, we are willing to guarantee that during the Centennial Dao Proving Conference, we will never take any further offensive actions, and we wish for peace between the Yin and Yang lineages as before."

The Judge of Devious Words is a King-level supernatural tale. The reason it can bind most of the thrones is that when a throne takes the initiative to make a vow to it, it is equivalent to it possessing the soul power of that throne. Once the other party breaks the vow, it will be obliterated by its own soul power plus the power of the Judge of Devious Words' rules.

If the Judge of Deceit were to fight these multi-king level monsters, it would definitely lose and might even be destroyed by their combined efforts. However, if they were to willingly hand over their scythes to it, it would no longer be afraid.

The first to express their opinion was Su Yaoguang, followed by Tianguang and the Rhinoceros Horn Throne.

The three moderates on the thrones voluntarily signed a pledge of rules, thus extinguishing the desire of the war faction to increase the power of the thrones.

If Xing Qian and his group still want to fight...

The opposing force was no fewer than their Ghost King, plus Mi Feixue.

Can you beat it?

The answer is obvious to everyone.

"Since it's a contract, Your Highness should also..."

The Throne of Heaven interrupted Jin Kun, saying, "If she wanted to destroy the world, she would have scattered the Ghost Kings long ago. Why would she need to listen to nonsense here? We are the ones who are in the wrong and can't beat her, so don't take advantage of her good temper. Apologize when you should, and take the initiative to show the attitude you need to."

When the Throne of Heavenly Light was so openly presented as a threat that they couldn't defeat, Jin Kun and the others' expressions changed repeatedly. Having stood at the pinnacle of humanity for so long, they had never felt so humiliated.

Fortunately, everyone present was of the same rank, and no one else saw it.

At this moment, none of the kings knew that the throne scroll in Linghuazhai was revealing this scene to everyone.

Xing Qian was the first to agree to the treaty, and then Jin Kun and the others compromised one by one.

Thus, the crisis of the Yang Meridian Throne's attack was averted, but everyone's nerves remained on edge.

All eyes turned to Mi Feixue... and the overwhelming number of demon kings.