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

Sebastian Simpson nodded. “Let’s leave Mr.Doyle to refine his pills in peace. I’ll get rooms ready so everyone can rest.”Once they were gone, silence settled over the mountainside.Adrian didn’t start on the Nascent Soul Pill right away. First, he refined some basic pills for Curtis North and the others. They had done a great deal for him, and he wanted to thank them.Practice had made him fast. By dawn, he had refined nearly a hundred pills and packed them into small porcelain bottles. Only then did he turn to the Nascent Soul Pill.It was difficult to refine. One mistake could make the furnace explode and ruin everything. Adrian had only one set of ingredients, gathered with considerable effort. He couldn’t afford to be careless.He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and began.At a gesture, the spring water he had prepared flowed into the furnace. He brought it to a boil with spiritual energy, then added the herbs one by one. Each herb required a different temperature. He had t

“Too bad he’s made an enemy of Azure Lotus Sword Sect, one of the top ten ancient martial arts sects. They’ve even issued a martial arts kill order. No matter how promising that kid is, he may not live long enough to prove it.”“We’ll see. Maybe he’ll beat the odds and rise to the top someday.”The survivors watched the yacht disappear into the night, each lost in thought.On board, Adrian noticed that everyone had suffered at least a few injuries. “We’ve still got some time before we reach shore. Let me treat your wounds.”Raymond looked at him in surprise. “Mr. Doyle, you know how to treat injuries too?”Douglas seemed just as startled.Curtis North gave Adrian an enthusiastic thumbs-up. “There’s nothing Mr.Doyle can’t do! Treating a few injuries is easy for him.”The sect leaders, who had seen Adrian’s medical skills before, nodded in agreement.Emptiness looked annoyed. “Curtis, praising Adrian is my job. Don’t steal it! He’s not just a great doctor—he knows techniques and can ref

Vincent and Andrew finally understood what it felt like to face someone they couldn’t beat—someone who could crush them, even kill them, with ease.Neither had any desire to keep fighting. Azure Lotus Sword Sect’s reward was tempting, but they had to be alive to enjoy it.They turned to flee at the same time.“Jump into the sea! We might still make it!” Vincent shouted, leaping without hesitation.Andrew followed. In their panic, neither noticed the golden dragons closing in behind them.Six dragons tore through them while they were still in the air. Both were dead before they hit the deck, though their bodies continued to twitch.A chill swept through everyone watching.Adrian was too strong. No one wanted to fight him anymore.Emptiness was the first to break the silence. “Adrian, nicely done!”“Adrian, you’re the best!” Octavia shouted.Even Adrian’s allies were stunned. When Sebastian Simpson had chosen to stand with him, he’d never expected to come out of this alive. Yet Adrian h

Sebastian Simpson stared at the blade in Iris Lloyd’s hand. Not long ago, he’d thought Adrian was out of his mind for spending five high-grade pills on a piece of junk. Now he understood: they simply hadn’t known what they were looking at. Adrian had seen its true worth all along.Even Raymond was taken aback. He’d sensed there was something unusual about the blade, but he’d never imagined it was the legendary Fang. Still, he’d traded it away. He had no intention of trying to take it back.“Adrian! Thanks for finding me such a great blade! Hahaha!”Adrian, still fighting Vincent and the others, glanced over and smiled. “It suits you. Its killing intent is a little too strong, though. I’ll see what I can do about that later.”Iris Lloyd nodded firmly. “All right!”Then he turned to the three men before him. “You wanted to kill me, didn’t you? Come on!”The three exchanged a look.“Kill him, and Fang is ours!”They roared and swung their weapons at Iris Lloyd.He gripped Fang. The blade

“Is that man really a monk? Aren’t monks supposed to avoid killing? He’s a monster!”“Then let’s kill him together!”“Exactly! There are enough of us. No matter how strong he is, even ants can bring down an elephant if there are enough of them!”“That staff of his looks valuable. Whoever kills him gets to keep it!”After a brief exchange, the martial artists charged Emptiness again.He laughed wildly and swung his staff. Every blow left someone badly injured or dead. He looked like death itself, and soon no one dared get close.Not far from him, Octavia moved through the fight with two blades as thin as cicada wings. She appeared behind one enemy after another, killing them before they could turn. Her icy expression and elusive movements made her seem like a ghost dancing through the night.Some martial artists had picked her as a target because she looked small and harmless. They never even saw what killed them.Bodies lay scattered around Iris Lloyd as well. He was still fighting wi

“Kid, I’m going to kill you today! It’s the only way I’ll get over what you’ve done to me!”Benjamin’s furious outburst looked ridiculous to Adrian.They were about to clash again when Vincent shouted, “This kid—he’s the Adrian named in the martial arts kill order!”The room erupted. Everyone turned to Vincent. Some were already pulling out their phones to check.Benjamin stared at him. “Vincent, what did you just say?”Vincent held up his phone. “Azure Lotus Sword Sect issued a kill order for him! Whoever kills him gets a huge reward and becomes an elder of Azure Lotus Sword Sect. You’d be set for life!”Azure Lotus Sword Sect was one of the most powerful ancient martial arts sects. For most people there, joining it had been beyond their wildest dreams.Sebastian Simpson checked his phone, then checked again. His face went pale. “Mr.Doyle, what did you do? You’re the target of a kill order! We’re finished!”Emptiness laughed. “You sure know how to make a name for yourself. Only four