Amidst the clouds, the Nancheng Monarch, standing alongside the other sovereigns, heard Luo Yu's words. His gaze flickered slightly as he replied, "Luo Yu, it is not that this sovereign seeks to oppose you. Rather, each serves their own master." "Each serving their own master?" Hearing this, Luo Yu and Leng Hua's hearts stirred slightly. They exchanged a glance, then Luo Yu said in a deep voice, "As a Monarch ruling over a domain, how can you say you serve your master? Could it be..." "The dead needn't know too much." A nearby monarch interjected, glancing at the Nancheng Monarch beside him. "Just kill them and take Xuanyuan Mo Ze away. Why waste words?" His voice trailed off, replaced by an enigmatic smile. "I hear this Luo Yu is one of the Eight Phoenix Guard Captains under Feng Jiu. How about... the Nancheng Monarch deals with him?" The Nancheng Monarch looked at Luo Yu and said, "Your power is formidable, Yuanling Monarch. Why not let us witness it?" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮 "Hmph! Since that is the case, Nancheng Monarch, watch closely. See how I take his life!" The monarch spoke, and as his voice fell, a flash of Shadow One appeared. In the blink of an eye, a palm strike was already hurtling toward Luo Yu's face. Luo Yu met the attack head-on without evading. His palm gathered spirit energy, unleashing a counter-strike. The palm strike, infused with spirit energy, expanded several times in size mid-air. With a thunderous crash, it collided with the attack launched by the Yuanling Ruler. "Boom!" The two palms collided, erupting in a thunderous impact. As the sound rippled out, two powerful currents of air exploded outward, sending waves crashing dozens of meters high. "Whoosh!" As waves splashed around them, the two figures clashed head-on. Both were exceptionally powerful, now locked in a fierce exchange. Intense currents of energy radiated from their bodies, while the deadly force of their palm strikes crashed into the sea surface with thunderous booms. Though Yuanling Monarch possessed considerable strength, Luo Yu was one of the Eight Captains under Feng Jiu. His skills and prowess were honed under her direct tutelage—how could he be compared to just anyone? Especially in this one-on-one confrontation. Their battle lasted but a moment before Luo Yu unleashed a palm strike. The lightning-fast strike, carrying immense force, slammed heavily into Yuanling Monarch's chest. "Boom!" As the thunderous impact echoed, Yuanling Monarch—who had been brimming with confidence moments before—felt his internal organs shift violently with the strike. Agonizing pain surged through him as a torrent of blood shot up from his chest, erupting from his throat in a violent spurt. "Pfft!" As his body was sent flying dozens of meters toward the sea surface, another mouthful of blood spurted out, causing gasps of shock from those watching from the clouds. "Your Majesty!" A figure darted out, swiftly reaching the spot where he had been knocked down to catch him, preventing his entire body from plunging into the deep sea. "Lord Yuanling, you're nothing special!" Luo Yu said coldly. With a flick of his sleeve and a swift hand movement, a sharp, icy blade appeared in his grasp, pointing diagonally toward the sea. He stared at the other lords watching coldly from the clouds and declared, "Who else wants to come down and fight? I, Luo Yu, will see you through to the end!" War drums thundered, as if rallying Leiteng Monarch battling Guan Xilin. Yet Leiteng Monarch was steadily forced back. Across the battlefield, blades flashed and whirled. Overwhelming pressure surged between them. Guan Xilin unleashed his full might, his fighting spirit surging, his killing intent thick in the air!