Punishment

Baiyue, with no path to heaven and no door to earth, stood on a mountaintop in tattered clothes, gasping for breath.

"Huff... huff..."

Several dozen martial arts masters floated in the air around him. Dongfang Lin, their leader, stared at him sharply. "Baiyue, will you surrender without resistance?"

"Ha ha ha... The winner becomes king, the loser a bandit. I refuse to accept this!" Baiyue roared unwillingly. "Since there is Baiyue, why must there be Yulou?"

"You think you deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as the Marshal?" Dongfang Lin mocked.

People like Baiyue were even more dangerous than those Great Confucian Scholars, because his intentions were wicked, yet he possessed profound knowledge.

The more knowledgeable a person was when committing evil, the greater the harm they caused compared to ordinary country folk.

Baiyue was a typical negative example.

To force the Witch King to abdicate, he had deliberately created disasters, making the people of Nanzhao believe that the Witch King had lost virtue. Yet the consequences of doing so meant completely disregarding the lives of the common people.

One had to know that ancient commoners had extremely little ability to withstand natural disasters.

Baiyue knew full well that doing this would cause many commoners to die, yet in order to fulfill his ambitions, he had still chosen to stop at nothing.

From this alone, no matter how vast his knowledge or broad his horizons were, it could not conceal the fact that he was a sinister and vicious ambitious schemer.

Even if he had not provoked the Human Reform League, Bai Yulou would have dealt with Nanzhao by the end of the year and thrown Baiyue into the Interminable Hell of the Dark Moon Realm.

Baiyue still refused to surrender, shouting as though hypnotizing himself, "Ignorant mortals,