Novels by Lily Monroe

A tidal blaze unfurled between heaven and earth, and within the flames—“Holy Emperor…”The warriors of the Solar Kingdom froze.This moment—This was the end.Their power swelled, vast and violent.From all directions the distant onlookers—those who had kept their distance—felt their hearts lurch.The Holy Emperor had fallen.The great factions witnessing it didn’t even dare show their faces.“Kill!”“Kill that brat!”The Solar Kingdom’s elites were enraged.At once they broke into furious curses.In an instant, the crowd drowned in wrath.The strong of the Solar Kingdom were terrified.No one hesitated.All of them lunged to kill Dragon-Slayer and Anthony.“You really want to die together?”The next moment—Anthony struck once.A swath of top-tier experts exploded, their bodies smashed to pieces.Squelch!Some heads spun off into the air.Dead.The Holy Emperor had been killed.But they… were powerless.They could not keep fighting. If they did, the entire Solar Kingdom might be gro

Dragon-Slayer grunted, swallowed the pain in his seams, and rose into it, the sword-edge cutting a white arc.Beside them, Thirteen Smith muttered a curse. “Stupid kid.” The Holy Emperor only sneered, eyes full of scorn.Dragon-Slayer didn’t answer, his grip biting down. “Hnh. I’ll carve you up.”He fought with everything, every stroke meant to kill. Anthony watched, his gaze shifting—he seemed to read the intent, and held his tongue.Boom—the air rolled like a tide swallowing the field. The Holy Emperor’s rampage had passed understanding; each strike was huge and ruthless.A heartbeat later, the gale rose again. His offense poured like a rain-screen, fists and palms crossing, killing intent spearing the clouds. He was a hammer overfilled with thunderfire—blow after blow grinding down.Dragon-Slayer braced in a flash—swordlight fierce—meeting edge with edge.Boom! He staggered back several steps, heart pounding, a flicker of disbelief breaking through his eyes. Why? What in hell did h

Dragon-Slayer dropped lightly to the ground; a tap of the heel, dust settled. He raised his eyes to the figure standing high above, gaze cold, voice low but heavy enough to hold the field.Though his chest still heaved, he ground out each word: “I’m not afraid of you.”“Today, I’ll defeat you—and kill you.”“The Solar Kingdom will never be a match for Ardenia.”“Your warriors are garbage.”The Holy Emperor laughed softly, a rasp like a blade dragging over stone. “You’re sure? Sure you’re not afraid? Then today, I’ll cut you to pieces.”Dragon-Slayer stepped in instead of back, a short drive of the foot, his body tipping forward, killing intent sliding free like a naked edge. He lifted his head and met the sword-hard gaze above, unflinching.The cold in his eyes cut sharper than steel. “To me, you’re—nothing.”“Today, you die.”“I will kill you.”“You think that boy can really keep you safe?” His words fell like a war banner rammed into open ground, snapping in the gale. Wind licked hi

“Y-you—why are you this strong…”Anthony’s mouth pulled into a cold curve. “It’s not that I’m strong. It’s that you’re useless.”Before the last syllable faded, he surged upward, a raptor cutting through knives of wind and sleet, and stooped.Boom!Explosions flowered across the sky, force scattering like invisible hammers pounding the void. Killing intent poured down like a tangible blaze.He raised another fist. Before it even landed, the gale at its edge flayed the dust to air.Bang!The Holy Emperor’s chest was punched straight through. Blood burst like a flower. His armor shattered; a hideous hole tore open across his front. He was blasted backward, blood running in a steady ribbon from his lips, his eyes wide with a terror that couldn’t focus—grasping at reality’s edge and finding nothing.The rim of the armor writhed, trying to stitch itself—futile against the gaping wound.He lifted his gaze in disbelief, and for the first time, true fear flooded his eyes—the primal dread of t

He pulled a breath, dragging his sight back from the dark. He looked up into the Ardenian youth’s face—indifferent, eyes like a winter lake, unruffled.“Your strength isn’t bad,” Anthony said, mild, with a flat contempt folded into it. “Unfortunately for you, you’re facing me. Which makes everything you do useless.”He tipped his chin, the cold at his eye’s corner cutting sharper. “So this is the Solar Kingdom’s best? No more than this.”Contempt, complete and entire.“In all martial ways, speed breaks all.” He sheathed in one clean motion, his pace itself a declaration. The Holy Emperor was fast—unquestionably. But he was facing Anthony. That alone sealed his tragedy.In a handful of exchanges, Anthony had hammered the Holy Emperor’s confidence to splinters. He had never imagined the man before him could be this absurdly strong. Terror—there was no other word in the minds of those watching.To Anthony, it was nothing. His gaze stayed cold; his killing will drew tighter.The Holy Empe

The heaving air over the four quarters suddenly sank. A darkened silhouette dragged itself out of the heights of the sky, like a deeper thread of night within the night, easing toward them. It had no sound, no scent; even the grain of its aura felt sanded smooth—more secret than a ghost, like a frost-sheathed dagger settling wordlessly to the throat.A heartbeat later, a figure fell from the heights. He touched down without a sound, yet his presence tore the silence around him. It was a tyranny that needed no words; with just an inch of ground underfoot, hearts clenched.“Holy Emperor!!”“The Holy Emperor is here!”“Lord Holy Emperor, a god forever…”“Lord Holy Emperor, mighty and unyielding!”“We can kill these Ardenians now…”“We must kill them…”The boiling shouts surged like oil set alight, raising the temperature of every throat at once. The Holy Emperor revealed himself—a man in his middle years, features unassuming, but a severity honed to lethal stillness. When his gaze droppe

At that, the eldest among them, Priest Foster, gave a disdainful laugh.“You? And you think you can wipe out Xavier Monastery?”The female priest, still unwilling to let it go, tugged at Foster’s sleeve and began to wheedle him in a petulant tone.“Senior Brother, let me keep this young man for a little while first, won’t you?”Foster looked at Adrian’s calm, unruffled expression and felt a flicker of unease. The longer this dragged on, the greater the chance of trouble.After all, from that brief clash just now, it had taken all five of them working together merely to contend with a single move from Adrian.A man like that was not someone to leave alive. If they did, regret would come far too late.“How many pretty men have you not already had to choose from? This one is utterly unremarkable. Kill him first.”The female priest sighed with regret.“Such a pity. It’s not often I see one I actually like.”Adrian looked at her as though she were a fool.In the next instant, his figure va

Without another word, the three of them leapt onto the monastery rooftops. After only a few bounds, they caught sight of the main battleground.Weapons lay scattered across the ground, and the corpses were too many to count. Blood had run so freely that the place had all but become a river of red.Only by seeing the carnage with one’s own eyes could one understand how restrained such scenes appeared in television dramas by comparison.In front of the main hall, five priests had formed a battle array, and within it, quite a number of people were trapped.The five, without exception, were steadily increasing the pressure, while the martial artists inside the formation repeatedly tried and failed to break free.Iris Lloyd frowned and glanced at Adrian.Adrian, however, showed little expression.“Let’s watch a while longer.”Until he understood what was happening, he had no intention of intervening rashly.Though this group had clearly come to make trouble for Xavier Monastery as well, wh

Xavier Monastery’s reputation was formidable, and Daisy could not help feeling uneasy.“Will you be in danger, going to Xavier Monastery this time?”Adrian, of course, did not think so. Before he could answer, Emptiness suddenly leaned in.“Don’t worry, sister-in-law. Compared to Mr. Doyle, the dangerous side is Xavier Monastery.”Adrian shot him a glare, but Emptiness only grinned and shoved him straight toward the boarding gate.“It’s fine, it’s fine. You’ve got a monk to protect you!”Daisy stared at Emptiness, speechless.She had only wanted to say goodbye to Adrian in person and offer a few words of concern, but this monk truly had a gift for ruining the moment.Adrian hissed through his teeth, his brows knitting tightly.Emptiness, however, was utterly fearless. “What is it, Mr. Doyle?”Adrian waved a hand, let out a sigh, and went straight to his seat.Standing nearby, Iris Lloyd looked baffled, with the vague feeling that something was off.“Monk, my brother doesn’t look too w

“They tried to kill me, so I struck back. The killing is done. As for the consequences, we’ll deal with them when they come.”Adrian did not fear the Azure Lotus Sword Sect, but Neil Peterson and the others were far less composed.“Mr. Doyle, why not join the Skyline City Martial Arts Association outright? If you do, I can go directly to the headquarters and ask for their support. If the association’s main branch is willing to intervene, then even the Azure Lotus Sword Sect would not dare act recklessly!”From the very beginning, Neil Peterson had been racking his brain for a way to protect Adrian.And after turning it over again and again, this was the only solution he could think of.Adrian knew Neil Peterson meant well, but he had no intention of joining any organization at the moment.“Thanks. Maybe we can talk about that later. But right now, there is something I’d like your help with.”“What is it?”The moment Adrian said that, Neil Peterson instantly perked up.“Do you know whe

“It was all the Sanders family! They brought this on us—kill the Sanders family! Kill them all!”They had sunk so deep into despair that someone finally gave voice to it.Representatives of the various prominent families all turned toward Marcus Sanders.They could not resist Adrian, so, like people desperate for somewhere to vent their terror and rage, they shifted all the blame onto the Sanders family instead.The heads and delegates of the other three great families fixed their eyes on Marcus Sanders as well, the accusation in their gaze plain as day.Under so many pairs of eyes, Marcus Sanders could no longer even tell what he was feeling.“What are you all staring at me for? What do you want?”The moment Marcus Sanders threw the question back at them, the crowd erupted like madmen, hurling accusations at him.“If you hadn’t lured us into this, why would we ever have gone against the Hill family?”“That’s right! We’re only here because of you!”“Even if we all die today, the Sande

Those three were no match for Adrian one-on-one, so they would naturally choose to attack together.Iris Lloyd stepped forward and said, “Big brother, I can’t let you face them alone. I’ll help too.”The moment Emptiness heard that, he hurried up as well.“This monk counts too. I won’t compete for the strongest one—the vice sect master’s son will do.”Iris Lloyd’s face darkened. That only left Moonward Lin, and he... had never struck a woman in his life.Adrian could not help laughing when he heard them dividing up the opponents.“There’s no need. To me, they’re nothing worth mentioning.”The moment Moonward Lin heard that, she flew into a rage.“You are unbearably arrogant!”Neil Sanders and Norman Montgomery had already recovered most of their injuries. They both stepped forward at once, taking their places to Moonward Lin’s left and right.The three stood with swords in hand, raising two fingers as they began to chant an incantation.If they could not win alone, then they would for