I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 895 Yin and Yang Gather
The thrones were positioned far from the crowd. Even the celestial beings, with their keen eyesight, could only make out a rough outline. The common people, needless to say, could only see a hazy shadow no matter how hard they tried to look.

Even so, for the Yang Meridian Spirit Masters who are well aware of the throne's majesty, this day is the closest they have ever been to the throne in their lives. In the past, they never dared to hope that they could ever share a place with the throne.

Huang Tian excitedly gripped Lu Fu's arm, muttering incoherent words under her breath.

Her reaction was not exaggerated; there were many other on-duty spiritual masters at the scene who reacted even more strongly than her.

Even though they had just witnessed the Thrones being suppressed by Mi Feixue, it couldn't erase their reverence for their fellow Thrones. This reverence came from the heart and ran deep in their souls; it couldn't be erased by a few defeats of the Thrones.

Seeing their reaction, the spirit masters outwardly remained unperturbed, but inwardly they thought smugly: "They're still His Highness's defeated foe."

They dared not actually say the words aloud. The Yangmai Thrones were no match for Mi Feixue, but to silently kill a spiritual master who spoke disrespectfully to them was just a matter of a thought.

Thump thump thump thump————

The sound of drums and music rose from afar.

The music was different, but it blended together without being noisy or chaotic, thus diverting the attention of everyone at Linghuazhai.

Du Shiru's scroll had been put away long ago after Mi Feixue and the thrones had finished their battle. But now, another spiritual light screen rose up in Linghuazhai, showing the scene of the Misty Sea thousands of miles away to everyone.

The sound of drums and music seemed to emanate from the luminous screen, overlapping with the distant drumming and music.

Spirit ships and magical artifacts, sea and sky monsters, bizarre creatures carrying people...

People from the major sects of Lingzhou have arrived.

The Misty Sea is vast, but to enter the mortal continent, one must cross the Misty Thread.

Visitors from all sects, whether Yin or Yang, gather here and then travel together to Linghuazhai.

Before arriving, everyone had received instructions from their superiors that when they met on a narrow path, no one made a move and each occupied one side.

Looking at each other from a distance.

Over there are places like Giant Spirit Wilderness, Hidden Edge Path, Golden Silk White Jade Palace, and Seeking Fragrance Residence...

This area includes the Du'e Academy, Silver Ring Prefecture, Senluo Domain, Thunderfire Domain, and more...

Such a magnificent sight has not been seen in hundreds of years.

"Hehe." The kind-faced Vice Dean Yue chuckled and said to the leading Celestial Venerable of the Thunderfire Domain, "Fellow Daoist, please go first?"

Sheng Jing remained expressionless, nodded to him without saying thank you, and waved his hand to send the spirit ship flying away at high speed.

Following behind were other sects from the Yang Meridian.

Some of the spiritual masters in the group even cast arrogant and disdainful glances at the Yin Vein.

Faced with the provocative gazes of these spiritual masters, the Yin lineage spiritual masters present smiled without saying a word, but simply played their own faction's drums and music even louder.

Places like Du'e Academy and Cuixia Valley have Night Wanderers who already knew about Mi Feixue's battle against the Yangmai Throne. Yinhuan Prefecture, Senluo Land, Leihuo Domain, and others also have their own information channels. By exchanging information, they decided on the departure time. Otherwise, they wouldn't have coincidentally gathered together and run into the Yangmai team.

Yes, they did it on purpose.

As for the sects and teams of the Yang lineage.

As always, they had prepared well in advance at the behest of the throne forces.

However, according to the initial idea of ​​Xing Qian and other pro-war thrones, they wanted to kill the Yin Vein throne in one fell swoop and then send their sect disciples to advance into the treasure land.

Well now.

Since he hadn't fought, he obediently followed the procedures and participated in the sermon.

The leaders of factions like Giant Spirit Wilderness, Hidden Edge Path, Golden Jade Palace, and Hopeless Plains, all under the Throne faction, knew the truth. However, those under the Throne faction were less aware. This was why they gave them attitude when passing through the Yin Vein, mistaking Vice Dean Yue's initiative to let them go first as a sign of self-awareness and cowardice, completely unaware of the unpleasant expressions on the faces of the leaders of the Throne faction ahead.

Upon hearing the increasingly loud drumming and music from the Yin Meridian, some Yang Meridian disciples on the spirit ships scoffed, "They really don't know where they get the nerve." "That's all they can do, just bluff."

"I thought the Thrones would take this opportunity to wipe out the Yin Veins... I guess they'll let them go out of consideration for being of the same race, or the Yin Veins will pay a huge price and reach an agreement with the Thrones."

"Play music, play music, louder! We can't let them outdo us."

Thump thump thump thump!
Then, the music of "You are higher than me" and "I am higher than you" carried further and further across the misty sea.

These musical pieces are different from ordinary sounds; they contain spiritual energy and magic, and have a wider reach.

That's why, even though they were far away, the faint sound could be heard from Linghuazhai.

Gee tut.

The spirit masters at Linghuazhai, who were also aware of the situation, had varying feelings.

Huang Tian snapped out of her excitement at being so close to the throne and noticed the sect banner of Xunxiangju on the light screen. She whispered to Lu Fu, "It's over, it's over. I have a bad feeling."

Lu Fu didn't have such worries, since Fangcao Pavilion was no longer there.

Before long, various forces arrived at Linghuazhai one after another.

The Yangmai sect members entered the mountain in an orderly manner.

Unlike the throne, which has its own designated seats, Linghuazhai does not assign seats to the members of the two factions. Instead, it directly divides the area so that they can arrange their own seating and activities.

A gaze, seemingly tangible, locked onto Huang Tian, ​​leaving her no way to hide. Turning her head, she indeed saw Elder Huang's eyes burning with anger.

Knowing she couldn't avoid it, she obediently released Lu Fu and walked towards Elder Huang, saying, "Father."

Elder Huang snorted coldly.

Huang Tian smiled ingratiatingly, "Father, let's not talk about anything else for now, just listen to me. You mustn't do anything foolish. Don't underestimate any of the ordinary people here, no, not just ordinary people, but also the little monsters and ghosts. They're all connected to powerful figures, and offending even one could implicate the big shots behind them. And you can't damage a single flower or blade of grass here..."

Elder Huang's face grew increasingly grim as he listened, and he finally couldn't help but wave his hand to interrupt Huang Tian, ​​glaring at him with anger at his lack of ambition, "Damn Eternal Dreamland!"

He's turned his daughter into this cowardly and useless person. A dignified spiritual master is actually afraid of a mortal trash without any spiritual power.

Huang Tian: "...Father."

She knew it wouldn't be easy to persuade her stubborn father, so she sighed and prepared to return to her colleagues.

Elder Huang grabbed her arm. "Where are you going? Stay here. Now that the throne is in place and the Yang meridians are intact, Eternal Dreamland dares not detain you any longer."

Huang Tian remained silent.

You don't know that the thrones were also confiscated... cough, we can't be disrespectful to the thrones.

"Huang Ran?" At this moment, her sharp-eyed father spotted an acquaintance again.

Huang Tian's eyelids twitched, and she quickly said, "Father, Aunt Ran has already left Xunxiangju and belongs to Yongmengxiang. You should not treat her the way you used to."

Elder Huang coldly reprimanded, "What nonsense are you talking about, people from Eternal Dreamland? Whether it's you or her, your names are registered in Xunxiang Residence. As long as you haven't been removed from Xunxiang Residence, you are a member of Xunxiang Residence."

After saying that, he looked at Huang Ran with displeasure and called out again.

This sound, transmitted through spiritual runes, could be heard even through the crowd.

Huang Ran acted as if she hadn't heard, ignoring Elder Huang completely.

Elder Huang was furious.

Huang Tian sighed inwardly again: "I knew it would work, but not for good reasons."