"Witch Scribe, I beg you to withdraw your decree!" Bai Qi shouted to Gungun.
"Hmph!" Gungun snorted lightly and declared haughtily, "My word is law. This matter is settled and cannot be changed."
"You truly refuse to change your mind, Witch Scribe?" Bai Qi lowered the hands he had raised in salute, clenched both into fists, and asked through gritted teeth.
Hearing the threat in Bai Qi's words, Gungun laughed. His bearish temper flared at that moment, and he said, "I refuse. What can you do about it?"
"Then forgive your subordinate's insolence, Witch Scribe! Hah!" Bai Qi said grimly. With that, he lunged forward, reaching for Gungun on the Imperial Steps. Witchlight flickered around him as he unleashed his Great Shaman aura without the slightest restraint.
Gungun sneered coldly at the sight. You Rebellious Brat. Slaughtering four hundred thousand people for the Qin State and dragging the Witch Race into bearing the karma was bad enough, but now you dare rebel? Do you think a mere Bai Qi like you can take on the great god Gungun?
Whooom! Black-and-white divine light of the imperial way radiated from Gungun. The next second...
Bang! As though struck by a tremendous blow, Bai Qi flew backward even faster than he had charged in. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and he crashed heavily onto the Glazed Immortal Bricks.
After falling, he pointed at Gungun and said in a trembling voice, "Solar... Lunar true essence!"
"Hmph. I have ruled the Primordial World for hundreds of thousands of years. Even a race as powerful as the Devil Race must wag its tail and beg for survival beneath my oppressive might-no, beneath my sacred radiance. A Witch-Human junior like you thinks he can rebel? Utter stupidity! Bai Qi, have you spent so long among the Human