My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

The sharp sword in his hand gleamed with dazzling cold light as Mo Xuan unleashed his aura without restraint.

"Blood Clan Master, what impressive tactics—sending so many powerhouses just to deal with me."

"No more nonsense. Rest assured, I'll take care of you."

"Get him!"

At Xue Lengyan's command, a hundred Blood Clan powerhouses charged forward.

But Mo Xuan had no intention of fighting them to the death.

With a meaningful sneer, he stepped back hundreds of zhang.

Even at their fastest, the Blood Clan powerhouses couldn't catch him.

"Didn't you all want to kill me? Come on, then!"

Seeing him retreat into the distance, Xue Lengyan turned into a blur and gave chase.

But unbeknownst to her, she'd fallen into Mo Xuan's trap.

This was indeed Blood Clan territory, but how could Mo Xuan come unprepared?

The powerhouses he'd arranged were originally meant for Gu Lan.

Yet, seeing the distant struggle where Gu Lan was fully suppressed, there was no need to focus on that anymore.

Whether he acted or not, Gu Lan was doomed.

In the end, he'd simply reap the rewards.

Soon, he reached a dim area.

Stopping, Xue Lengyan and her hundred Blood Clan powerhouses arrived.

These were among the top-tier warriors Xue Lengyan had selected from her clan.

Mo Xuan didn't budge, his face still bearing a scornful smirk.

"With just them, you think you can harm me? I'm afraid that's not enough."

"Let me show you what real strength looks like."

Mo Xuan roared, his aura bursting forth without reservation.

Before the Blood Clan powerhouses could strike, Mo Xuan charged at them.

His strength already surpassed theirs.

Thus, these foes posed no threat to him.

In mere breaths, Mo Xuan alone crushed most of them.

His body was stained red with blood—none of it his own.

With a flick of his hand, the blood on his palm vanished.

It all came from the Blood Clan powerhouses he'd wounded.

Xue Lengyan and her group wore grim expressions, none daring to advance further.

Initially, Xue Lengyan hadn't taken Mo Xuan seriously.

She'd thought her Blood Clan powerhouses couldn't be that weak.

With so many, surely they could handle one Mo Xuan.

But after this clash, her view shifted.

They weren't on the same level—Mo Xuan's power was eerily strange.

And she could tell it wasn't his own.

There was only one explanation: Mo Xuan had borrowed the Wizard God's strength.

As for how, no one could say for sure.

But now wasn't the time to hesitate.

Having torn ties with the Wizard Clan, it was either Mo Xuan's death or hers today.

Just as Xue Lengyan was about to issue another command, dozens of black shadows appeared behind Mo Xuan.

Clad in black robes, they exuded a strange dark qi, with seven-foot-long blades at their waists.

Seeing them, Xue Lengyan was startled.

She quickly masked her reaction, but it didn't escape Mo Xuan's notice.

"What, scared already?"

"They've been waiting for quite a while."

Mo Xuan grinned triumphantly, waving a hand as the group charged forward.

Their speed was astonishing, reaching the Blood Clan powerhouses in an instant.

These foes moved unnaturally fast, shocking the Blood Clan warriors.

Not daring to linger, Xue Lengyan and her group turned to retreat.

Though swift, they were ultimately outmatched.

This time, Mo Xuan had deployed some of his clan's finest, trained by the Wizard God himself.

A foul stench of blood filled the sky as most of the powerhouses behind Xue Lengyan were cut down.

She'd brought only a hundred, never expecting so many to fall in an instant.

If this continued, not only would her Blood Clan powerhouses perish—

she herself might die here.

Coldly staring at Mo Xuan, Xue Lengyan gave the order.

"Retreat!"

Since they couldn't win, they'd withdraw first.

Dragging this out would only cost her more Blood Clan warriors.

She was allied with Gu Lan, true, but she couldn't sacrifice her entire clan.

Though reluctant to fight, the Blood Clan powerhouses fled with incredible speed.

In a blink, they vanished without a trace.

Watching them scatter, Mo Xuan smiled but didn't pursue.

To the Wizard Clan, the Blood Clan couldn't stir up much trouble—they just needed to deal with Gu Lan.

Across the Immortal Realm and Human World, only Gu Lan posed a threat to them.

Eliminating him would bring a turning point.

Meanwhile, Gu Lan faced plenty of trouble—dragging this out with the Blood God wasn't sustainable.

He could dodge most attacks, but some were unavoidable.

The Blood God had long lost patience, his eyes blazing with endless fury.

"Pathetic 'chosen of the heavens'—all you can do is hide, not fight!"

He sought to provoke Gu Lan with words.

Only then could he strike more effectively.

But how could Gu Lan not see through his intent?

Fighting him meant certain death.

"Chosen of the heavens I may be, but I can't compare to an old monster like you."

This foe had cultivated for at least a millennium—Gu Lan couldn't match him.

Having stalled this long, Gu Lan kept pondering how to escape.

Dragging this out was unwise.

As Gu Lan and the Blood God stood at an impasse, a massive shadow descended from the clouds.

A furious roar echoed, powerful spiritual qi flooding the surroundings.

This strike caught the Blood God off guard.

Amid constant booming, he was flung back thousands of zhang.

Though unharmed, he looked somewhat disheveled.

A murderous gaze shot forth, killing intent evident in his eyes.

At that moment, Gu Simu, wielding the Hammer of Evergreen Pine, descended from the clouds.

Seeing her, Gu Lan was stunned.

"Girl, why are you here?"

"I was worried about Daddy, so I came to check. Didn't expect to run into this guy."

Gu Lan's face grew stern as he stepped forward, shielding Gu Simu behind him.

"You go first—I'll hold him off!"

This Blood God was no ordinary foe—Gu Simu stood no chance.

She could easily die here.

Gu Lan understood the situation clearly, but Gu Simu showed no intent to move.

"Since I'm here, I'll naturally help Daddy settle this trouble. How can we let this guy keep acting so arrogant?"

Even now, Gu Simu didn't grasp the gravity of the situation, leaving Gu Lan utterly helpless.

"Leave this place!"

Gu Lan's voice was firm, but he'd forgotten Gu Simu's defiant nature.

The sterner he got, the less she'd comply.

"Daddy, you're badly hurt—just rest there. Leave the rest to me."

Gu Simu's face darkened as she swung the Hammer of Evergreen Pine and charged forward.