My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Gu Lan shook his head desperately, trying to steady his body. But his head felt incredibly heavy, and he couldn't move forward. At this point, Gu Lan was already on the verge of collapse. Each step he took drained all his energy.

Though he had long retracted the Blood Demon Kung Fu, the infusion of soul power had not ceased. Gu Lan struggled to lift his head and looked up with difficulty. His body collapsed, and he fell directly into the flames below, where his form was slowly consumed by the fire.

Watching Gu Lan's figure vanish bit by bit, Wan Hun could not help but shake his head.

"What a pity."

He had already expected such an outcome, and this was just for show. Without bothering further, he casually raised his finger, and the space before him was torn apart. As Gu Lan fell into the Flame of Hell, his death was certain, and there was no need for him to intervene.

Though Gu Lan's body had no strength left, he still retained a faint awareness. He struggled to open his eyes, but the images flashing in his mind grew more and more chaotic. He had no idea what they were, but the images were overwhelming.

Gradually, Gu Lan grew angry.

"I am the heir to the Heaven Path! How could I be affected by your power?"

With a roar, blood light surged from his body. Killing intent enveloped him, and Great Path energy infused his surroundings. A beam of blood light descended from the sky, crashing toward Gu Lan in the Flame of Hell.

Under the cover of this blood light, Gu Lan slowly straightened his body. He suddenly opened his eyes, which turned blood red as overwhelming killing intent erupted.

"Do you think you can affect me?" Gu Lan shouted angrily. He stomped his foot, and the surrounding flames shattered instantly.

The images in his mind began to fade away, and Gu Lan's aura stabilized. After some time, his energy calmed, but Gu Lan was surprised to find that a streak of fire remained in his hand.

He didn't dwell on this, as his main focus was on escaping this place. However, just as he took a step forward, the Great Path energy within him surged once again. This time, the energy was not something Gu Lan had intentionally summoned.

Confused, Gu Lan instinctively raised his hand. At that moment, blood energy gathered around him, but more importantly, he could feel an extraordinarily pure soul power. This soul power did not bring him harm but instead gradually enhanced his soul.

This time, Gu Lan didn't feel pain; instead, the power made him feel incredibly comfortable. As time passed, the blood energy around him gradually dissipated.

"You are the successor of the Heaven Path. Such killing intent must not remain," a ethereal voice suddenly sounded in Gu Lan's ears. He was filled with confusion, as the voice came from all directions, and he couldn't tell who was speaking.

At that moment, Gu Lan felt the Blood Demon Kung Fu inside him slowly being purified. The power wasn't weakening; on the contrary, it was strengthening. The Blood Demon Kung Fu began shedding its former killing aura, and a holy light surged up from within.

Gu Lan was stunned; this was entirely unexpected. However, he knew that to completely purify this power, he would need more time. He wasn't in a rush and stood with his eyes closed. At this moment, the flames posed no threat to him and would not interfere with his progress.

……

Beneath the Land of Ruin Tree, Gu Simu waited anxiously when suddenly a figure flashed into view. Because of the distance, Gu Simu couldn't make out the figure clearly. After taking two steps, Gu Simu stopped.

"Why is it just you?" Gu Simu addressed Wan Hun with no courtesy, completely indifferent. What concerned her now was Gu Lan's life or death.

"Leave the Land of Ruin, or I will bury you here!" Gu Simu's words were filled with authority.

Wan Hun's expression remained neutral as a dense soul power began to manifest. Seeing the aura surrounding him, Gu Simu's face darkened.

"I can't be bothered to fight with you. Where is my father?"

Gu Simu wasn't in the mood for idle talk. Wan Hun's strength was considerable, and she wasn't sure she could win.

"Your father has perished in the Flame of Hell. Leave now!" Wan Hun felt that he had already shown enough restraint. He hadn't killed Gu Simu, and that was the greatest mercy he could offer.

"That's impossible! My father's strength is far beyond yours. How could he possibly die?" Gu Simu didn't believe it. The Hammer of Evergreen Pine appeared in her hands.

Seeing Gu Simu's reaction, a cold glint flashed in Wan Hun's eyes.

"I gave you a chance!" he said, raising his hand and preparing to strike. He had offered her the opportunity, but now she had refused. It was no longer his fault.

As Gu Simu made no move to retreat, a murderous gleam flashed in her eyes.

"Do you think you can hurt me?"

With a swing of the Hammer of Evergreen Pine, a massive force of soul energy blasted toward Wan Hun.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the entire sky shook, and the void seemed to dim. The Hammer of Evergreen Pine descended slowly like a mountain.

"Boom… boom…"

The sound of explosions echoed as Wan Hun's expression darkened. He knew Gu Simu wasn't weak, but this blow was far beyond what she could handle.

Just as the Hammer of Evergreen Pine was about to land, Wan Hun raised his hand sharply. He withstood the hammer's force, and despite its massive weight, Gu Simu's attack had no effect.

"How is that possible?" Gu Simu was shocked. The Hammer of Evergreen Pine weighed millions of pounds, yet this man had withstood it!

For a moment, Gu Simu didn't know what to do.

Just as she hesitated, Wan Hun's gaze locked on her. With a single strike, he sent a burst of soul power toward her. His attack was deadly to the soul.

The power unleashed by this strike was terrifying, and under the force of the attack, Gu Simu was sent flying thousands of meters away.

Just as she stabilized her body, Gu Simu felt a sharp pain deep within her soul—an agony no ordinary person could bear. She glared at him, her face twisted in pain.

Raising her head with difficulty, Gu Simu's face turned pale, and veins popped from her forehead.

"I already gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it!" Wan Hun said coldly. With that, he prepared to strike again.

But just as he moved to attack, something unusual occurred on the Land of Ruin Tree behind him. Soul figures began to appear, and the space ahead was torn apart.

Sensing the powerful soul energy, Wan Hun turned sharply. His eyes flashed with cold light.

The energy was unmistakably coming from the Flame of Hell. But Gu Lan had clearly been swallowed by it; he shouldn't be alive.

As Gu Simu and Wan Hun both stared, a figure gradually emerged from the tear in space. It was Gu Lan, with a faint smile on his face.

"You want to strike? Who gave you the courage?"