My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

This was, after all, a Blood Clan matter—she had to handle it herself.

The Wizard Clan had left their aura behind, and tracking them was effortless for Gu Lan.

His only concern was how to deal with this bunch.

The Blood Clan's territory was vast, and Gu Lan and Xue Lengyan pursued for several breaths.

After a long while, they stopped outside a secret place, now in ruins.

Xue Lengyan's expression shifted dramatically.

Her face turned ashen, a flicker of dread in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Gu Lan refrained from saying much.

After all, he wasn't fully aware of some Blood Clan affairs.

But they couldn't linger here forever. His face darkened, and with a flash, he stepped forward.

"Blood Clan Master, stay here. I'll handle it."

Judging by Xue Lengyan's state, she didn't dare enter.

Gu Lan didn't care about that—arriving here, he'd already sensed Mo Xuan's aura.

He'd let that guy slip away before—this time, Gu Lan wouldn't spare him.

Without waiting for Xue Lengyan to respond, Gu Lan plunged into the secret place.

His speed was so swift it defied the naked eye.

Only after Gu Lan vanished did Xue Lengyan snap back to her senses.

Gu Lan had gone in, but she didn't know what to do.

This was a Blood Clan forbidden zone—no past clan leader had ever dared step foot here.

And she, too, harbored dread for this place.

Because sealed within was the Blood Clan's Blood God.

After some deliberation, Xue Lengyan finally stepped forward.

She couldn't delay any longer—entering now might be her only chance.

She couldn't let Gu Lan falter here, or all her plans would crumble.

A layer of blood qi surged forth as Xue Lengyan stepped in.

Entering the secret place, Gu Lan sensed an aura unlike any other.

Blood qi permeated the air, laced with unrelenting malice.

Though this blood qi was fearsome, it couldn't breach Gu Lan's defenses.

Such power was far from enough to affect him.

Too lazy to bother with it, Gu Lan swung his sword, dispersing the blood qi entirely.

At that moment, he caught a fleeting shadow.

This figure moved lightning-fast, flashing past his eyes in an instant.

The speed was astonishing, but their aura couldn't evade Gu Lan.

"Wizard Clan!"

Against the Wizard Clan, Gu Lan would show no mercy.

No matter where, he'd wipe them out.

He knew this guy was trying to lure him somewhere.

But Gu Lan didn't care—he wanted to see what tricks they had up their sleeve.

The figure was fast, but Gu Lan was faster.

In mere breaths, Gu Lan closed in behind him.

Seeing Gu Lan, a flicker of dread crossed the man's face.

Gu Lan's power outmatched his—he didn't dare clash head-on.

"In such a rush—where are you off to?"

"Where's that Mo Xuan? Tell him to show himself too, so I don't waste my energy."

Gu Lan had no patience to waste time with him or linger here.

If Mo Xuan wouldn't come out, he shouldn't blame Gu Lan for being ruthless.

Of course, even if he did, the outcome wouldn't change.

Killing one or a group made no difference to Gu Lan.

"Such arrogance. Want to kill me? Let's see if you've got the strength."

The Wizard Clan powerhouse spoke coldly, stepping forward as ten thousand chilling beams shot toward Gu Lan.

Gu Lan had expected some preparation, so he didn't bat an eye.

"With just you?"

The Hongmeng Sword quivered in his hand as Gu Lan's killing intent flared in his gaze.

One slash, and the ten thousand beams of sword light shattered.

But to Gu Lan's surprise, this guy didn't fight back.

While Gu Lan dealt with the attack, he turned and fled again.

"Cowardly rat!"

Watching him retreat, Gu Lan sneered mockingly.

The man didn't care about Gu Lan's taunt.

It was all empty—survival trumped dignity.

Against someone stronger, he had no dignity to speak of.

…

Xue Lengyan had entered the secret place.

But after searching everywhere, she found no trace of Gu Lan.

"How could he move so fast?"

Muttering to herself, her steps quickened unconsciously.

Instinct told her Gu Lan must've encountered the local powerhouses.

She couldn't wait any longer—delay would bring disaster.

If Gu Lan met misfortune today, her entire Blood Clan would fall.

She'd staked everything on him and knew what mattered most.

The Wizard Clan's knack for fleeing was unmatched.

Along the way, Gu Lan couldn't catch up.

Above a deep abyss, the figure finally stopped.

No longer running, the panic on his face vanished.

"Didn't expect you'd actually dare follow."

"Today, this will be your grave."

Gu Lan chuckled at the man's brazen words.

"Are you talking to me?"

It wasn't that he looked down on him—even if Mo Xuan and his crew came out together, they wouldn't be his match.

Gu Lan's words instantly enraged the man.

His face twisted ferociously, cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Today, I'll kill you!"

With that, a sword of force materialized in his hand, striking upward.

But his attack posed no threat to Gu Lan.

Gu Lan didn't even glance at it, casually swinging the Hongmeng Sword.

"Boom!"

As Gu Lan expected, the man couldn't withstand his strike.

The sword light faded, and the attacker was flung thousands of zhang away.

A deep gash marred his chest, his face contorted in extreme distress.

He hadn't imagined Gu Lan's strike would be so terrifying, yet he didn't plan to retreat.

Struggling to steady himself, he laughed arrogantly.

"So what if your power's strong? You'll still die today."

As his words fell, Gu Lan felt a chill at his back.

This aura was no ordinary force, dimming the entire cloudscape.

Gu Lan turned in an instant, his gaze locking on.

Facing the oncoming sword light, he didn't dare take it lightly, quickly raising his sword to block.

His speed was at its peak, but he didn't notice.

Another figure appeared behind him—none other than Mo Xuan.

"Shnk!"

Gu Lan hadn't anticipated this strike, and a blood mark appeared on his shoulder.

Mo Xuan smirked wickedly, stepping back a hundred zhang.

"Gu Lan, didn't expect me, did you?"

"Good that you're here—saves me the trouble of hunting you down."

"Today, I'll make sure you die here."

Gu Lan had no patience for chatter or wasting time with him.

Mo Xuan didn't care about Gu Lan's words.

In his palm glowed a streak of bloodlight—freshly taken from Gu Lan.

Gu Lan sensed it too, but he was puzzled, unsure of its purpose.

Under Gu Lan's gaze, Mo Xuan plunged the drop of blood into the abyss below.

"Boom!"

The abyss trembled, beams of bloodlight surging skyward.