My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Only by completely melting the Xuantian Iron and merging it into the Hongmeng Sword could its power be restored. If it could enhance the Hongmeng Sword, that would be even better. But Gu Lan did not hold out much hope. After all, he knew everything there was to know about the Hongmeng Sword. Being able to restore it was already an immense luxury.

His gaze dropped, and Gu Lan took out both the Hongmeng Sword and the Xuantian Iron. With a flick of his finger, the Flame of Hell gradually surged into the items.

Since it was his first attempt, Gu Lan did not dare use too much power. Under the refining effect of the Flame of Hell, the Xuantian Iron slowly began to melt.

The Hongmeng Sword flashed with golden light, its entire body turning crimson red.

As Gu Lan watched, the Xuantian Iron slowly integrated into the sword.

"Is it really this simple?" Gu Lan was taken aback, his expression turning grim. He felt like something was off. This was Xuantian Iron; how could it melt so quickly? And wasn't the Flame of Hell supposed to be harder to control?

Just as Gu Lan was deep in thought, the Hellfire beneath him suddenly erupted. A towering pillar of fire shot into the sky, immediately engulfing the Hongmeng Sword.

Gu Lan instinctively tried to reach out, but the flames forced him back hundreds of meters.

Fortunately, Gu Lan reacted in time, and his body remained unharmed. However, his clothes were scorched in several places.

Gu Lan's face darkened, and a layer of golden light erupted from his body. He could no longer afford to be careless, or he would be consumed by the flames.

If he lost his life here, the consequences would be disastrous.

The Flame of Hell was now growing even more violent, with flames continuously surging. Gu Lan dared not hesitate. He could only steel himself and press on.

After all, the Hongmeng Sword was still within the flames. If he waited too long, it might disappear.

He had come for the Hongmeng Sword, so how could he just stand by and watch it vanish?

Gu Lan initially planned to use his own true qi to block the power, but after just a few steps, he realized something was wrong.

Every time he moved, the true qi in his body seemed to deplete at an alarming rate. This Flame of Hell was not only capable of burning but also absorbing his true qi.

Gu Lan was stunned. His foot, which had been raised, was quickly withdrawn.

Wan Hun stood several tens of thousands of meters away, still wearing a meaningful smile.

He did not care whether Gu Lan entered this place. However, whether he could leave alive was entirely up to Gu Lan himself.

The Flame of Hell was not so simple.

It appeared to be just a roaring blaze, but in reality, the soul power contained within it was extremely formidable. It absorbed the soul's energy and could refine the soul.

The damage didn't directly affect Gu Lan, but this force could drain the strength from his soul.

Even in the Immortal Realm or the Human World, no matter how strong someone's cultivation was, their soul remained extremely fragile.

Noticing the discomfort on Gu Lan's face, Wan Hun didn't forget to remind him.

"This fire could burn one's soul. I suggest you be cautious!"

Though he spoke in a somewhat friendly tone, Gu Lan found his words extremely unpleasant. It felt like there was something hidden behind them.

Gu Lan did not hesitate and responded without turning his head, "Thanks."

If the flames were indeed targeting the soul, then he had to be more careful. There was a real possibility that he could lose his life here.

Determined, Gu Lan took another step forward, avoiding the flames as much as possible, trying not to engage them directly. But being in the middle of a sea of flames, no matter how careful he was, it was impossible to avoid them all.

Before long, Gu Lan felt a searing pain spreading through his body.

His face darkened, and he realized that now was not the time to think about it. His focus returned to the Hongmeng Sword, and he quickly raised his hand.

But just as his hand was about to touch the sword, a pillar of fire shot up. Gu Lan had no time to withdraw his hand, and it was instantly engulfed in the flames.

The fire swept over him, and the protective true qi around his body dissipated.

Pain coursed through his entire body, and Gu Lan's face twisted with agony.

This force was unlike anything he had ever encountered before. Gu Lan dared not delay. He quickly activated the Great Path Qi.

But soon, he realized that the Great Path Qi was utterly ineffective.

The burning sensation in his body didn't diminish. It seemed to only grow more intense.

A look of agony crossed Gu Lan's face as he was unsure of what to do.

But one thing was certain—if he didn't find a way to resist this power, he might very well die here.

While enduring the flames, Gu Lan cast a glance at Wan Hun, who stood far away.

Wan Hun wore a smile on his face, showing no intent to intervene.

Noticing Gu Lan's gaze, he spoke in a calm tone.

"It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I'm powerless against this force."

Gu Lan had already expected this response. From the moment he stepped into this place, he had no hopes of Wan Hun helping him.

If Wan Hun helped, it would be out of goodwill, but if he didn't, it was completely understandable. After all, Gu Lan was a stranger to him, and they had barely interacted before.

Gu Lan's face was still composed as he looked at the flames around him. Slowly, he gathered the Blood Demon Qi in his hands.

The blood light flickered, and a terrifying aura of blood spread out in all directions.

Gu Lan's expression turned dark. The energy in his body surged.

"Blood Demon Devour!" he shouted through gritted teeth.

As his voice rang out, the blood aura enveloped him. The soul power from within the flames continuously poured into him.

Since he couldn't resist the force, he would devour it instead—after all, he had the strength to do so.

Gu Lan wasn't sure what the consequences of this devouring would be, but there was no time to hesitate. A single second of delay could cost him his life.

The soul energy surged into him, and the aura within Gu Lan's body exploded, growing at an astonishing rate.

The Blood qi, Great Path qi, and his own true qi all manifested at this moment.

"Just you? You actually think you can absorb the soul power here? Even I wouldn't dare!" Wan Hun spoke as though he were mocking Gu Lan. He believed that Gu Lan would not survive this.

It was no wonder. The Flame of Hell had been formed by the Land of Ruin.

Countless souls had been burned and fused within it. The soul power contained here was not ordinary.

Even Wan Hun himself wouldn't dare to rashly take control of the power of this place.

As the flames continued to surge, Gu Lan's face slowly contorted with more pain.

But he didn't hesitate. He quickly approached the Hongmeng Sword, grasping it tightly in his hand.

The Hongmeng Sword itself was already searing hot.

The moment Gu Lan grabbed it, a searing sound rang out as his hand was burned.

Though the pain was immense, Gu Lan paid it no mind.

Blood dripped from his arm, but he didn't care.

With a firm grip on the Hongmeng Sword, Gu Lan turned and began to retreat.

But after only taking a few steps, his body suddenly grew weak.

Gu Lan felt a dizzying sensation, and fragments of broken images flashed through his mind.

"Ah..."

"Help me, I don't want to die yet!"

"Today, I will take your head!"

"Young master..."

Images flickered by, and Gu Lan realized that these were not his own memories.

Frowning deeply, Gu Lan's gaze locked onto the fiery sea around him.

At that moment, he finally understood. The soul power within the Flame of Hell contained deep-seated obsessions.

As he absorbed the soul power, these obsessions would merge into his own being.