Within hours, every major news outlet was flooded with damaging leaks about Louis Kindsor’s past—Illicit business dealings.Rumors of corporate espionage.Unverified claims of unethical takeovers.Every skeleton, every misstep from his rise to power—even fabrications—was plastered across headlines in an attempt to ruin his reputation.The narrative was clear: Louis Kindsor was a monster, an empire built on deception and ruthlessness.Public sentiment shifted.For the first time in years, doubt crept into the minds of investors, clients, and the public.The Phantom Alliance had finally found a weak spot.Or so they thought.Instead of hiding, instead of denying the allegations, Louis did something no one expected.He embraced them.🔥 Prime-Time Interview – Louis Kindsor SpeaksLouis appeared on a live global broadcast, seated calmly as the world’s most ruthless journalist, Vanessa Cole, stared him down."You’ve been accused of manipulating markets, using underhanded tactics, and elim

The air trembled as a radiant figure stepped forward, golden flames dancing around her like an unstoppable force of nature.Eliza.Her eyes burned with an ethereal light, her entire being radiating unshakable power.She raised her hand, and the golden flames formed a barrier between Louis and The Sovereign.The Sovereign stopped.For the first time since his arrival—he looked shaken."The Phoenix Rebirth Technique," he murmured, eyes narrowing.Louis, still trying to recover, barely managed to lift his gaze. "Eliza… what—?"She didn’t take her eyes off The Sovereign."I didn’t tell you everything, Louis," she said softly. "I am a descendant of the Phoenix Bloodline."Louis’s mind spun. The Phoenix Bloodline.A lineage that was said to have been lost to time, a power so rare that even the greatest sects had long given up on finding it.Yet here she stood—alive, awakened, and protecting him.The Sovereign stepped back, his golden eyes flickering with something Louis had never seen before

The Sovereign was cornered, but not defeated.After failing to overpower Louis physically and having his plans humiliated by the Dragon’s Seven Shadows, he turned to his oldest weapon—wealth.For centuries, he had amassed fortunes beyond comprehension, silently influencing global economies, controlling corporations, and corrupting financial markets.If he couldn’t destroy Louis Kindsor through force, then he would erase him from the world of business.And so, he launched a hostile takeover of Kindsor Enterprises.The boardroom of Kindsor Enterprises was packed with corporate sharks—executives, investors, and senior officials, all summoned for an emergency vote.Louis sat at the head of the long conference table, his expression calm, unreadable.Across from him sat Victor Langston, a smug, silver-haired businessman who now acted as The Sovereign’s mouthpiece. He wore a custom-tailored suit, his wrist adorned with a diamond-encrusted watch that screamed 'bribe money'.Victor leaned back

Back in Kindsor Tower, Louis sat at his desk, swirling a glass of dark whiskey, watching the live challenge with a raised brow.“Fraudulence?” he muttered. “That’s rich, coming from a man who’s been hiding longer than my grandfather’s pension checks.”Eleanor stormed in seconds later, followed by Eliza, Julia, and Garvos De.“You’re not seriously going to accept that circus stunt,” Eleanor said flatly.“Why not?” Louis replied with a smirk. “He wants to turn this into a show? Fine. I’ll give him a performance he’ll never forget.”Garvos crossed his arms. “We found something. You need to see this.”A hologram flickered to life. Julia tapped through the schematics of the tournament arena—scheduled to be held in Arcadia Colosseum, a world-renowned fighting venue.“There are micro-explosives rigged into the foundation,” she said grimly. “Coded to detonate with a remote signal. There’s no way this was just about martial arts.”Eliza’s tone was colder than steel. “He’s not planning to win.

In the dead of night, the world trembled—not from war, or politics, or economy—but from something far more dangerous.Desperation.The Sovereign, once untouchable, now stood on the edge of defeat, mocked and dismantled by a man the world once called “an overambitious corporate brat.”His empire? In ruins.His alliances? Shattered.His pride? In tatters.But he wasn’t finished. Not yet.High in the Forsaken Peaks, buried beneath layers of spiritual fog and ancient seals, lay the ruins of the Temple of Whispering Flame—an ancestral site long abandoned by the Kindsor clan.It was whispered in myths that this place held the original scrolls of the Kindsor cultivation legacy—the techniques that had once allowed them to stand above the heavens.Techniques no outsider had ever mastered.Until now.The Sovereign’s shadow moved through the cracked pillars and shattered altars like a ghost.He stood before the central chamber, hand outstretched, eyes blazing with obsession.“There… you are.”Re