My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 762 - 762: Shanggu Yan Struck by a Heavy Blow

Upon hearing those words, Shanggu Yan hastily rose and fled, looking disheveled and panicked. His speed was astonishing, and within moments, he had disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that Shanggu Yan had left, Gu Lan's expression remained cold as he turned toward the vast void ahead.

"Everyone, stop standing there. If you don't move, you'll all die!" Gu Lan's voice was icy, with an overwhelming force that resonated sharply in their ears.

At the sound of this command, they froze in shock, their faces paling as fear swept over them. As they hesitated for a moment, an aura of death suddenly descended upon them, as if an invisible hand had locked them in its grasp.

The blood-curdling pressure forced them to hastily summon their auras to defend, but within an instant, their strength vanished, leaving no trace behind.

Gu Lan's expression remained unmoved, and he did not pursue the matter further. With a swift motion, he gathered his aura, and the oppressive energy around him dissipated.

On the other side, Ding True Man had gained the upper hand in his battle, though he was severely wounded. As he took down the last opponent, his body swayed, and the strength in his form began to dissipate.

As he descended from the air, Gu Lan's cold expression softened slightly, and he extended his hand, catching Ding True Man before he collapsed.

Wrapped in Gu Lan's power, Ding True Man's body regained stability. However, Gu Lan did not linger; he turned and descended to the grand palace below.

In the spacious palace, Gu Lan's face grew even more solemn, a hint of fatigue and darkness in his eyes. Though Ding True Man had been gravely injured, he had maintained his composure and respect.

With great effort, Ding True Man stood, bowing deeply. "Thank you, Master..."

Before he could finish, Gu Lan waved his hand dismissively.

"No, it's I who should thank you. Without your intervention, I wouldn't have been able to defeat them."

The opponents' combined array had been formidable, and it was only due to Ding True Man's efforts that the formation had been broken.

Gu Lan lifted his hand and conjured several hundred Spirit Fruits. Before Ding True Man could even speak, the fruits landed in front of him.

"Absorb these. They'll help you recover," Gu Lan said, his voice even and calm. After saying this, he made no further comment.

Ding True Man's face darkened slightly, but he did not refuse. His injuries were severe, and the Spirit Fruits would greatly aid his recovery. These fruits were far more potent than simply absorbing external vital energy.

After receiving the fruits, he respectfully bowed again.

Gu Lan, however, did not linger. Turning swiftly, he headed toward the palace's exit.

As he took each step, Mu Yuyan appeared not far off. Her face was grave, her eyes reflecting a hint of concern.

Though no words were spoken, her gaze made her feelings clear. Gu Lan shot her a glance and quickly walked up to her with a faint smile.

"Don't worry, I never take risks. Everything has been dealt with."

Despite his reassurances, Mu Yuyan's worries did not fade.

"Still, I wonder when this trouble will end."

Mu Yuyan was well aware that speaking further would not help, so instead of voicing her concerns, she tried to change the subject.

"Soon," Gu Lan replied, his expression shifting slightly. He too wished to resolve this matter quickly, but the ongoing troubles were proving to be far more difficult than anticipated.

Meanwhile, Shanggu Yan, having fled in panic, reached the outskirts of the clan leader's grand hall. He hadn't been injured, but his mind was in disarray, his confidence shattered.

The moment he stopped, he collapsed to the ground.

Two guards standing nearby rushed to him, quickly helping him up.

"Young Lord, what happened?"

Shanggu Yan's face was pale with fear, and in a panic, he shoved them away.

"I need to see the Clan Leader!"

His voice was frantic, and though the guards were confused, they dared not ask any more questions. They exchanged a brief glance, then hurried to help him up and led him into the grand hall.

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"What!"

A furious roar echoed through the empty hall. An elderly man with white hair, his face twisted in anger, stood up with a surge of energy around him.

"Gu Lan! He has injured my son and killed several of my clan's strongest. He will pay for this!"

The man was Shanggu Yulong, the Clan Leader of the Upper God Clan, and Shanggu Yan's father. He had always doted on his son, as Shanggu Yan was his only child in his old age.

Seeing his son's pale and panicked expression, Shanggu Yulong's face darkened. He stepped forward, his voice steady but filled with killing intent.

"No one can harm you while I'm here!"

As he spoke, his expression turned even more menacing, his killing intent radiating from him without restraint.

"Upper God Clan, gather the thousand warriors!"

His cold command echoed through the air, and in response, thousands of figures emerged from the surrounding palace. These warriors, all clad in golden armor, exuded terrifying auras.

"Yes!"

With a loud shout, the warriors, all ready for battle, surged into the void.

Simultaneously, Shanggu Yulong began to gather his own immense energy. This was not a matter of honor anymore—he could not let his son be humiliated like this. He had to deal with Gu Lan personally.

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Inside the empty palace, Gu Lan's expression was grave as he summoned the Linglong Pagoda. Though he had emerged victorious in battle, the brief moment of vulnerability during the confrontation had unsettled him. It was a fleeting moment of doubt, but the feeling was genuine.

His face was dark as he focused, gathering his internal energy. The powerful aura from outside did not escape his notice.

Mu Yuyan, sensing the rising energy, paused mid-step. She was about to approach him when she hesitated, unsure of the reason for his sudden surge in power. Knowing that Gu Lan was meditating, she decided not to disturb him.

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Meanwhile, the Bright Clan had already retreated to their own stronghold, their members visibly shaken but relieved. The confrontation with Gu Lan had been a narrow escape for them, and they were grateful they had managed to avoid being killed.

More importantly, they knew that the conflict between Gu Lan and the Upper God Clan had escalated beyond repair. The Bright Clan's members had been waiting for an opportunity, and they had already shared everything they knew about Gu Lan's actions with their superiors.

As they spoke, Divine Son Arthur wore a cold, dismissive smile.

"I didn't expect him to actually take action. I underestimated him after all," he said with a sneer.

Noticing the expression on his face, the kneeling warriors looked confused and anxious.

"What should we do next?"

They had already waited for a long time, and if they didn't act soon, they feared the opportunity might slip away.

"Our goal is to kill him. The rest doesn't matter to us. We're only concerned with the final outcome."

Hearing this, the Bright Clan warriors understood what was required. They fell silent, waiting for the orders to move.

Divine Son Arthur's cold smile deepened, and his eyes shifted to the distant void.

"Gu Lan, I'm curious to see how you'll handle what comes next."

His thoughts were simple: Even if Gu Lan could defeat the Upper God Clan's warriors, he would undoubtedly be severely wounded in the process. Once that happened, it would be easy for him to strike and defeat Gu Lan without issue.

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