I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 915 God War
When the gods open their eyes, all things fall silent.

The dormant spiritual poison boils and becomes active, actively arousing human desires and wills, and an irresistible drowsiness sweeps over everyone in the world.

Their consciousness was hazy, and their fate was unknown.

The world suddenly became eerily quiet.

The newly crowned human king opposite Mr. Pei was gone, replaced by a tall, elegant figure, his face hidden in the mask of a night-wandering, elusive god, surrounded by a faint gray mist.

When the Yang God made his move, the Night Wanderer laughed instead of getting angry.

"How could the Yang God truly trust the Yin God to manage the Yang world?"

"We're going to have to fight eventually; all reason is no match for a fist."

“And your target has always been me, and can only be me.”

"Because we are both bound by the rules of the mortal world, we cannot actively do evil or hurt others."

"If I die, the underground passage between the underworld and the mortal world will be destroyed, and the balance between the two branches of the human race will be broken again."

Mr. Pei's eyes had no pupils; they were as vast and boundless as the sun and moon set in a jade statue.

"Yes, and no."

His voice echoed slowly in the silent environment.

"I don't intend to kill you."

"I will preserve your life and your body."

"I told you, you did a great job."

"Just wipe away the excess underworld monsters."

The Night Wanderer hadn't expected that the Yang God truly thought highly of her. Judging from his words, it seemed he intended to recommend her as the dual leader of both the human and demon races.

With the support and approval of this Yang God, her position as the leader of both sides will be absolutely secure in the future. She can be described as the administrator of the mortal world, second only to the god and above all living beings.

The Night Wanderer laughed, “Let me guess, if you want to do it perfectly and make ‘Mi Bayue’ obedient, you not only need to erase the Night Wanderer, but also completely remove the memories related to the Night Wanderer from ‘Mi Bayue’s’ soul sea, and fabricate a new, logical memory for her that leads her all the way to the position of Yang God’s representative and the manager of the human world.”

After finishing speaking, the Night Wanderer shook his head. "Mi Bayue's soul memories are blessed by the will of heaven and earth and cannot be deceived. All you can do is seal or disrupt and hide them. And I happen to be quite resistant to this, so please forgive me for not being able to accept your grace of immortality."

Mr. Pei nodded, and specks of light in the air formed a binding barrier, enveloping the Night Wanderer.

When gods clash, it can be formed with a mere thought, without any superfluous or fancy movements.

His meaning is clear.

As the Night Wanderer said: They will eventually have a fight, and since they can't reason with each other, the one with the stronger fist will prevail.

The light prison was blocked by the gray mist.

At the same time, the Night Wanderer reached out and pressed down a figure that suddenly appeared beside him.

The person who arrived was none other than Mi Feixue.

When everyone in the world was put to sleep, even the throne was not exempt, only Mi Feixue remained unaffected.

The spirit poison was already afraid of Mi Feixue, and there wasn't even a single spirit poison insect in her body.

In the instant the world changed color, Mi Feixue rushed towards Mi Bayue's location.

Upon arriving, she witnessed Yang Shen's attack. Instinctively, she reached for her bow, but Ye Youshen held her shoulder, preventing her from condensing the evil black arrow.

Mi Feixue raised her head and looked directly at the face of the Night Wanderer, her gaze no different from how she usually looked at Mi Bayue.

She always saw the essence of the soul before its appearance.

Through the ghostly night play, Mi Feixue saw Mi Bayue's comforting smile.

Mi Feixue calmed down, glanced at Mr. Pei, and then opened her mouth to say something to the Night Wanderer.

Before she could speak, Night Wanderer said, "I know. Leave this round to me."

Mi Feixue relaxed her shoulders, the general's bow she was holding retracted into a wooden bracelet, unassumingly looping around her slender white wrist, and silently nodded to the Night Wanderer.

With just one sentence, Mi Feixue, whose malice was almost surging, was transformed into a well-behaved and obedient girl, and the ominous red light on the title page of the Book of Good and Evil subsided.

Mr. Pei did not continue to attack while the two were talking, and his martial spirit is commendable.

After the two finished their conversation, the Night Wanderer nodded to Him and said, "There's no need for further probing. Just unleash your strongest trump card at once."

If the two deities were to fight back and forth, they themselves would be fine, but the spiritual energy and all living things in this region would suffer devastating damage. The longer it dragged on, the greater the damage would be, and it would never end.

Mr. Pei tacitly approved of the Night Wanderer's words.

The next second, the Divine Realm opened. The Night Wandering Divine Realm and the Holy Spirit Realm were like two separate planes of spacetime, covering and cutting across this slumbering world.

The two forces were locked in a fierce struggle, with sounds of shattering glass or howling typhoons constantly echoing from the edges of their collision.

This is not real glass and typhoons, but rather fragments of space and turbulence.

Any life on the edge is destined to be shattered in an instant.

"Your divine power..."

Mr. Pei seemed surprised.

The power of the Night Wanderer exceeded His prediction.

"Your followers have all fallen into the illusion of death, and your divine power should be weakened."

The power of the Night Wanderer God is related to the number of believers. This is no secret among the other Yin gods in the Yin realm. The Yang god, having traveled through the Eternal Dreamland for so long as an avatar of Pei Qing and witnessed the development of so many Night Wanderer God temples, would surely have guessed it.

His move of cutting off the enemy's supply lines was indeed swift, accurate, and ruthless. Whenever the Night Wanderer's power weakened, he would easily subdue them.

In a battle between gods, the slightest miscalculation can determine victory or defeat, making it far more dangerous than a mere exchange of blows between ordinary people, lasting for half a day or a whole day.

The constant crushing and repair of the two divine realms represents the state of their divine power.

The Night Wanderer said, "If my followers are only humans, then that is indeed true..."

He spoke and laughed.

The Night Wanderer's Realm has undergone new changes.

A crack... or rather, a hidden door opened to both sides.

The first thing to emerge from the darkness was a round head.

It peeked out and was immediately stunned by the sight of the two gods violently confronting each other.

Aww?

The monsters that were queuing up behind, wanting to get some fresh air, were confused and kicked the head of the one in front of them in dissatisfaction.

My head rolled out the door.

At this point, the crack and the hidden door opened wider and wider, allowing more and more strange creatures to pour out in rows.

More and more strange creatures are witnessing a scene where the three worlds merge, resembling the end of the world.

They were either stunned, excited, thrilled, or terrified...

These strange creatures displayed their emotions clearly, so vividly that they seemed like human cultivators in disguise.

Mr. Pei suddenly realized, "These are your true believers."

The Night Wanderer smiled, “There is no true or false, neither are humans nor monsters.”

One is in the open, and the other is in the dark.

From the moment Mi first donned the Night Wanderer's Phantom at the beginning of August and came into contact with her first follower of the supernatural creature as a Night Wanderer, the plan to cultivate followers of the supernatural creature on a large scale had already taken shape in her mind, even more so than her efforts to develop human followers.

Humans possess rich emotions and wills, making it easier for them to spread their doctrines, and correspondingly, they are also more prone to change—I truly believe in you today, and I will genuinely stop believing in you in a few days.

The strange creatures are exactly the opposite of humans. They lack rich souls, and their single-minded madness and irritability mean that most of them do not understand faith or belief. They only have a power-subordinate relationship where the weak obey the strong, and the strong obey the even stronger.

Research on the Night Wanderer has found that the spirits living in the mortal world are more emotionally complex than those in the underworld, and that the spirits that come into contact with humans continue to grow in intelligence.

After obtaining the research data, the Night Wanderer officially began the project of "enlightening and enlightening people about strange creatures," with one person guiding one person.

Various solutions for coexistence between humans and spirits have been developed in different regions; the selection of spirits through spiritual consecration to form contracts; and the ability for humans to merge their souls into spirit bodies and enter dreamlike realms...

All of this has not only strengthened human spirit masters, but also repeatedly enhanced the intelligence of the strange creatures.

Spirit masters all say that strange creatures are poisonous and can infect their masters if they are not careful. However, they never considered that the reverse is also true.

The powerful spiritual will of the Trickster can also infect Tricksters.

Especially with the underhanded dealings of a certain night owl.

Once the belief of a supernatural being takes shape, it is etched into its essence and cannot be erased.

No matter how the Night Wanderer walks in the mortal world, He is a spirit of the underworld.

The elusive, treacherous followers hidden in the shadows are the greatest providers of His divine power.

Mi Feixue (raising her hand): I am the biggest fan leader! I am!