Though he desperately wanted to live, Ba Ye's injuries were too severe. As he plummeted, his vitality rapidly drained away.
This made Yang Luo's expression turn extremely grim. Four Captain-level fighters had already been killed—Jin Mo, Ba Ye, and Li Fengtian, all among the very best of the Chosen Ones.
At this moment, Ye Yu charged toward the fourth closest to Jin Mo, his gaze locked onto Wang Jue.
Yang Luo's face twisted in shock once more. Wang Jue was now effectively one of his subordinates, an immensely powerful combatant with even greater potential than Ba Ye.
Wang Jue panicked, roaring, "Yang Luo, surrender now!"
Yang Luo's expression darkened. He couldn't surrender—not after coming this far. If he had surrendered earlier, deaths could have been avoided. But to eliminate Ye Yu and seize this opportunity, he had no choice but to fight on. Now that four had already died, surrendering would render their sacrifices meaningless.
Yet, he didn't want Wang Jue to die either. Wang Jue's future combat prowess would be formidable—a crucial asset in his own rise to dominance.
"Dammit, stop him already!"
Still in midair, struggling to stabilize, Yang Luo was mere moments from regaining his footing. But in this critical instant, even a single second was enough for Ye Yu to accomplish much.
Yang Luo bellowed, "We're almost steady! Hold on with everything you've got! Once we stabilize, we'll rush to support you at full strength!"
Wang Jue felt a surge of despair. Yang Luo still refused to surrender. He screamed,
"If we miss this chance, we can find another opportunity later! Just surrender now!"
But Yang Luo's resolve didn't waver. Another opportunity like this might never come again—there was no guarantee.
Receiving no further response from Yang Luo, Wang Jue nearly broke down. Ye Yu had already appeared before him, his fists descending with terrifying force. Wang Jue desperately wanted to dodge, but it was impossible.
Ye Yu's speed was overwhelming, compounded by the effects of Observation Kill.
However, the time Ye Yu had spent killing Jin Mo and the others had given Wang Jue a brief window—enough to muster a hasty counterattack.
"I am Wang Jue, heir to the Red Earl's power. Maybe I can withstand this. Maybe I won't die—just suffer severe injuries."
Clutching at this hope, their fists collided in the next instant.
There was no contest. Wang Jue felt the sheer terror of Ye Yu's punch—his own power shattered instantly. A scream tore from his throat as he vomited blood, sent flying even faster than before.
"Ah—!"
His agonized cry echoed as his chest caved in violently. By now, Jin Mo had already crashed to the ground, lifeless.
Wang Jue's body smashed through a distant hill, reducing it to rubble upon impact—a testament to the horrifying force behind Ye Yu's strike.
The other Chosen Ones watched in terror. Ye Yu's strength far exceeded their expectations. Facing him alone was nothing short of a brutal, one-sided slaughter.
And it almost seemed… Ye Yu had been holding back earlier.
By now, Yang Luo and the other top-tier fighters had stabilized, while the remaining Executives were still reeling, unable to regain their footing.
Ye Yu's gaze locked onto the nearest Captain-level fighter—Song Ling.
Song Ling's heart pounded with fear. Normally as proud and fierce as Lin Muxue, even calling herself "this lady," she now couldn't muster any of her usual bravado. Panic twisted her face—she didn't want Ye Yu anywhere near her.
But in a flash, Ye Yu vanished. Her eyes darted frantically, trying to track him as she summoned Thundercloud Zeus in her left hand and Sun Prometheus in her right, unleashing everything she had.
She had managed to steady herself and could now fight back at full strength. She clung to the belief that she might survive.
At this moment, Yang Luo and over twenty other top Chosen Ones had already charged forward.
Yang Luo roared, "Hold on, we're coming! Don't give up!"
Song Ling certainly didn't want to give up, nor did she want to die.
Electricity surged in her left hand while flames churned in her right, merging together to encircle her in a defensive barrier. Simultaneously, she fortified herself with full-body Armament Haki. The instant Ye Yu appeared, she swung Napoleon with all her might.
"Authority Nation!"
BOOM!
Her attack collided with Ye Yu's fist just as Yang Luo and the others arrived, launching their own assaults.
Yang Luo threw a full-powered punch from a distance, while Bai Shaohan shattered the air ahead with a devastating strike, sending shockwaves rippling forward.
The explosion sent Song Ling flying backward, blood spewing from her mouth. Though severely injured, she exhaled in relief—she was still alive.
Her inherited strength from Big Mom had bolstered her defenses, and Yang Luo's timely intervention had saved her. Without their aid, she would have been doomed. Even with Big Mom's formidable physique, she wouldn't have survived alone.
Ye Yu's rapid attacks, though relentless and deadly, lacked the same buildup as before. This time, he only managed to push Yang Luo and the others back rather than scatter them.
Earlier, the combined force of two Phantoms—equivalent to three full-power strikes in an instant—had created the opening to break their formation.
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—
The remaining Executives quickly regrouped, reassembling their ranks.
Yang Luo and the others sighed in relief, though their expressions darkened as they glanced at the lifeless bodies of Jin Mo and the others on the ground.
"Dammit…"
"He actually killed five Captain-level fighters."
"And Song Ling is badly injured."
"Yang Luo, why didn't you surrender?"
Some were furious.
Yang Luo frowned. "We can't surrender. This is our chance."
"Chance? What if he surrenders now? We'd lose everything—he hasn't even been worn down!"
Yang Luo shook his head. "He won't surrender. Knowing his personality, after taking out a few of our top fighters, he'll push for a miracle and keep fighting. Stay calm. Earlier, he scattered us because of the Phantoms—but now they're gone. Even if we lost five elites, we still have forty-five top Chosen Ones. Before, we had the advantage against Ye Yu. Now, even if we don't, he won't either. Plus, we can call for reinforcements—we're winning on other fronts."
Though his reasoning made sense, many were terrified and regretful. They never should have joined this alliance.
Even though it wasn't them who died, fear spread. This was the first time top Chosen Ones had fallen since the anomaly began.
Cai Ji's death hadn't been as shocking—he wasn't among the absolute best. But Jin Mo and the others? They were legends, inheriting the strength of Pirate Emperors.
Their deaths sent tremors through the world.
"He really killed them."
"Will he keep going?"
"He's too strong."
"Those arrogant Chosen Ones are panicking now."
"Glad I didn't join—I might've died too."
"If Ye Yu survives this, I'm never allying against him again."
At this moment, Ye Yu had truly established his authority, intimidating everyone.
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