If it weren't a one-on-one duel, using the flying sword now might be thwarted by that so-called Immortal Monarch.
I've long heard that there are people in the Eight Immortals Hall who understand flying swords. Among this large group, at least one or two are skilled in this technique.
To be on the safe side, without a 100% chance, Luo Yang doesn't want to make a move.
"Bring it on!"
Wang Weiye also was itching to try, shouting.
At this moment, the Immortal Monarch coldly commanded, "Shut up!"
With a glare, he forced Wang Weiye to bow his head.
Immediately, the Immortal Monarch said kindly, "Young man, I promise to help you find the antidote. Let's not have internal strife. This brute's actions are disgraceful; I'll make him apologize to you."
Without waiting for Luo Yang's consent, the Immortal Monarch sternly said, "What are you waiting for!? Go up and kneel to apologize to him!"
Wang Weiye hesitated for a moment but eventually stepped forward.
