Bai Yujun knew that the rock layers of Sky Pillar Mountain had collapsed.
The icy power of the lunar yin was rapidly fading. She was about to break free, yet she felt little joy—only fury.
She had painstakingly upheld the Heavenly Dao Rule Order, tended the mountains, rivers, and earth veins to safeguard the vitality of all things. She had devoted herself to gathering clouds and spreading rain; when the sky fell, she had risked her life to mend it, personally holding it aloft. She had worked to ensure the Rule Order of the Myriad Worlds functioned normally. Why did there always have to be things causing trouble?
Why did they have to target her deliberately?
If evil cultivators, Demonic Beasts, or monsters were causing trouble, there would be nothing to say, for their hatred ran as deep as the sea.
Born from Rule Order itself, she stood in natural opposition to evil cultivators, Demonic Beasts, and monsters born to bring destruction. It was only natural for evil beings to target and hate her. Evil creatures wreaked havoc as naturally as eating when hungry; surely one could not forbid them from eating.
Yet the Devil Race, the ones most likely to show up, were instead watching the spectacle.
Those focused on slaying dragons were all beneficiaries of the Great Dao Rules and order. It was utterly unreasonable. Moreover, she had never stopped anyone from cultivating. They could cultivate freely in the mountains or amid the marketplace; even hanging from a tree to cultivate was fine, or cultivating while singing.
Everything required moderation, and cultivation was no exception. From beginning to end, she had only stopped exploitative, destructive cultivation.
She neither hindered cultivation nor slaughtered anyone, so why did they insist on fighting to the death?
As the apex predator, she