My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Gu Lan roared, the Great Path's qi within him fully unleashed at that moment.

Though repeatedly suppressed by this foe, Gu Lan wouldn't admit defeat.

Golden light radiated from him, his eyes turning blood-red.

Though the Blood Demon Kung Fu had been purified, its power lingered.

Facing the aura Gu Lan emitted, the Blood God sneered dismissively.

The greed on his face intensified.

"That's right, just like that."

"Bring out all your strength, or I won't know where to start."

The Hongmeng Sword gleamed with cold light as Gu Lan slashed down, ten thousand beams of sword light surging forth.

Yet the Blood God didn't retreat a step against Gu Lan's assault.

With a cold smile, he conjured a blood-red sword light in his hand.

Tearing sounds filled the sky, soon saturated with blood qi.

But this time, Gu Lan didn't falter—instead, he held his own for several breaths.

As Gu Lan's power grew, killing intent gradually surfaced in the Blood God's eyes.

"Boom!"

With a deafening blast, Gu Lan and the Blood God both retreated a hundred zhang.

Steadying himself, the arrogant smile vanished from the Blood God's face.

Blood qi surged again, and with a wave of his hand, the sword mark on him disappeared.

"I really underestimated you."

At first, he hadn't thought much of Gu Lan's strength, dismissing him entirely.

But now, his view had shifted—Gu Lan's power exceeded his expectations.

Especially after using the Great Path's qi, Gu Lan's aura defied imagination.

More crucially, Gu Lan harbored other energies within.

Gu Lan's face darkened, gripping the Hongmeng Sword tightly.

This battle had cost him dearly.

Though he hadn't suffered fatal wounds, his hands were numb from the shock.

Without the Hongmeng Sword's resilience, he'd likely have fallen already.

But now wasn't the time to dwell on that.

Gu Lan knew this foe wouldn't let him leave.

Raising his sword, he clashed with the Blood God once more.

This time, he didn't meet the attacks head-on, merely dodging the Blood God's strikes.

The reason was simple—Gu Lan sought the foe's weakness.

…

After thousands of exchanges, Gu Lan found no flaw in this opponent.

Every move was cautious, offering no openings.

Gradually, the Blood God lost patience.

Gu Lan's strength was formidable, and constant evasion kept him from gaining the upper hand.

As Gu Lan conjured nearly a hundred beams of sword light, the Blood God roared.

"Ah!"

His furious howl pierced the clouds, an overwhelming blood qi exploding outward.

Gu Lan had no strength to resist and was flung back.

The sword light he'd gathered vanished without a trace.

Looking over, the Blood God flashed before him.

Grabbing his head, he slammed Gu Lan toward the ground.

"Boom!"

Rubble flew as Gu Lan crashed a hundred zhang away.

Struggling to his feet, his body swayed unsteadily.

But he forced himself to endure—now wasn't the time to lose focus.

A single lapse, and he could die by this foe's hand.

As Gu Lan's gaze lifted, the Blood God bore down.

His face twisted ferociously, blood qi flickering on his hands.

"Weren't you good at dodging? Dodge this!"

The Blood God struck with full force, holding nothing back.

Faced with such power, Gu Lan had no strength to counter.

Under relentless assault, he could only evade passively.

Not only couldn't he parry, he had no chance to observe.

…

After a few breaths, Gu Lan was battered and bruised, his strength at its weakest.

The Blood God blasted a palm, and Gu Lan's pupils shrank as he thrust his sword upward.

The strike pierced the Blood God's hand.

But Gu Lan knew it posed no real threat to him.

Pulling the Hongmeng Sword free, Gu Lan turned and retreated.

In a blink, he was thousands of zhang away.

Wiping blood from his mouth, his expression grew grim.

If he could fully master the Great Path's qi, he wouldn't fear this foe.

But his power fell short, leaving him suppressed by the Blood God again and again.

Noticing Gu Lan's expression,

the Blood God sneered coldly, unleashing his aura without restraint.

"This is your last struggle, huh? Don't worry, I'll leave your corpse intact."

"Kill me? With just you!"

If he couldn't win, he'd flee.

Gu Lan still had some strength left—enough to escape.

With one step, he shot thousands of zhang away.

The Blood God hadn't expected Gu Lan to flee.

Judging by his earlier look, he'd thought Gu Lan would fight to the death.

"In my Blood Clan lands, you think you can escape?"

It wasn't contempt—this was Blood Clan territory, after all.

Even with heaven-defying strength, Gu Lan couldn't possibly leave.

Gu Lan had given his all this time, but the distance between them wasn't great.

The Blood God catching him was just a matter of time.

Though furious, Gu Lan couldn't act on it now.

He'd dominated for centuries, after all.

Being suppressed by this Blood God today was beyond his expectations.

Meanwhile, as Xue Lengyan searched, she spotted a fleeting shadow.

At first, she thought it was Gu Lan.

But drawing closer, she saw Mo Xuan.

Only Mo Xuan stood there now, and Xue Lengyan's suppressed rage flared.

Mo Xuan had meant to leave, but the sudden gaze made him pause instinctively.

Turning, he saw Xue Lengyan.

"Blood Clan Master, what a coincidence to run into you!"

Mo Xuan wore a sinister smile as a sharp sword materialized in his hand.

With Xue Lengyan looking like this, a fight was inevitable.

"Why's the Wizard Clan here? You came looking for trouble—don't blame me."

Xue Lengyan had no interest in wasting words.

With a wave, dozens of blood-red beams shot toward him.

Seeing the oncoming attack, Mo Xuan smirked disdainfully.

Stepping back, he swung his sword.

Such power was far from enough to harm him.

Though the Wizard Clan young Lord, his strength far surpassed Xue Lengyan's.

Her summoned strikes didn't touch him at all.

She'd anticipated he'd dodge—his skill was undeniable.

But this wouldn't end here.

His strength was great, but this was Blood Clan land—don't forget that.

Mo Xuan's face had glowed with triumph.

At that moment, Xue Lengyan pressed a hand down, and hundreds of blood shadows emerged behind her.

Seeing these figures, Mo Xuan's expression shifted instantly, his eyes filling with gravity.