My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 821 - 821: Successfully Taken Away

The Third Elder revealed a cold smirk as his aura fully manifested, unabashed and unrestrained. His gaze turned to Gu Lan, the sneer on his face deepening.

Seeing his expression, Gu Lan's face darkened immediately.

"You're not here to save anyone, are you?"

From the man's every movement earlier, Gu Lan could tell that he wasn't here to rescue anyone. Instead, his intention was clear—he wanted Young Lord Xuanyuan dead.

"Master Gu, you're a perceptive man. I'll cut to the chase: kill him, and I'll let you leave."

This single sentence infuriated Young Lord Xuanyuan.

"You're just an Elder! How dare you act so insolently!"

Initially, he had pinned his hopes on Gu Lan, but now he realized that this man sought to end his life instead.

"You think you're entitled to speak?"

The Third Elder scoffed dismissively, then turned back to Gu Lan, asking again, "So, Master Gu, what's your decision?"

The Third Elder was clearly growing impatient, but Gu Lan responded with a cold smile. He channeled his energy into the Hongmeng Sword, causing it to radiate a chilling crimson glow.

"Your proposal is interesting, but I'll have to decline."

Young Lord Xuanyuan still had his uses. Killing him now would create endless trouble. With him alive, the Xuanyuan Clan wouldn't dare act recklessly. The Third Elder, however, seemed to be an exception.

Though Gu Lan didn't know the specifics of the grudge between the two, the Third Elder's eagerness to see Young Lord Xuanyuan dead was evident.

"In that case, there's nothing more to discuss. Don't blame me for what happens next!"

The Third Elder unleashed his aura, enveloping the surroundings in a thick black fog. In the blink of an eye, Gu Lan was engulfed within it.

Inside the fog, visibility was nonexistent. Apart from the bone-chilling cold, Gu Lan couldn't sense anything—not even a trace of movement.

His face turned grim as he channeled energy into the Hongmeng Sword. Waiting was not an option; doing so would only put him at a greater disadvantage.

A piercing sword cry echoed, and several sharp beams of sword light shot out.

"Zzzzzzz—Zzzzzzz—"

The beams cut through the darkness with astonishing speed, shattering the surrounding energy. However, to Gu Lan's dismay, the black fog dissipated only momentarily before regrouping again.

Seeing this, his expression darkened further, and a murderous gleam appeared in his eyes.

"This won't do. If this drags on, I'll be in serious trouble," he thought.

"Don't waste your energy," the Third Elder's voice taunted from all directions. "If I dared to chase you here, do you think I'd come unprepared?"

Hundreds of shadowy figures emerged from the fog, closing in on Gu Lan.

With Young Lord Xuanyuan in his grasp, Gu Lan couldn't go all out. Holding the Hongmeng Sword, he unleashed a flurry of attacks, slicing through dozens of shadows.

"Bang! Bang!"

Sparks flew as the approaching figures were reduced to nothing. While he managed to fend off the assault, Gu Lan's expression grew more serious.

Taking a step back, Gu Lan activated the Blood Demon Kung Fu.

"Blood Demon Devour!"

A blood-red aura enveloped his body, allowing him to absorb any form of energy around him.

At this moment, Gu Lan's eyes turned crimson as the surrounding aura converged on him. Even his grip on Young Lord Xuanyuan tightened.

The slight increase in pressure caused Young Lord Xuanyuan to hunch over, his face contorted in pain. He wanted to protest but swallowed his words upon seeing Gu Lan's murderous expression.

The murderous aura emanating from Gu Lan was overwhelming. It was a miracle he hadn't killed Young Lord Xuanyuan already.

Gu Lan raised his head, his face twisted in fury, and locked onto the Third Elder.

Seeing this, the Third Elder frowned. He was familiar with Gu Lan's methods and had encountered this power before.

"Master Gu, you're indeed resourceful," he said coldly, taking a step back.

Gu Lan, struggling to suppress his murderous aura, was in no mood for idle talk.

"Get out of my way, or I'll kill you right here!"

Suppressing this power was draining. If it continued, he'd lose control, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

The Third Elder, however, didn't budge. Instead, he smirked eerily as dozens more figures appeared behind him.

"Then let them keep you company!"

These newcomers were far stronger than those before, their auras several times more terrifying.

Gu Lan's face contorted further as murderous intent filled his eyes.

Dragging this out was clearly not in his favor.

"You call yourself Young Lord Xuanyuan, yet you can't even handle such a minor inconvenience?" Gu Lan sneered, suddenly grabbing Young Lord Xuanyuan and hurling him thousands of feet away.

This sudden action left everyone stunned. But they quickly realized something was amiss.

Gu Lan hadn't let him go—far in the distance, a blood-red figure awaited.

Young Lord Xuanyuan, already gravely injured, stood no chance against Xue Lengyan. Just as he stabilized himself and attempted to flee, Xue Lengyan's blade was already at his throat.

"Young Lord Xuanyuan, come with me," she said coldly.

"Do you think you can take me?"

Though he was no match for Gu Lan, he believed he could handle one member of the Blood Clan.

Before he could act, a beam of sword light pierced his body—the Hongmeng Sword!

His arrogance crumbled in an instant. Writhing in pain, he was taken away by Xue Lengyan.

Gu Lan, his face still twisted with rage, turned to the Blood Clan experts before him.

"Now that I've achieved my goal, is there any point in stopping me?"

With Young Lord Xuanyuan in his hands, there was no need to waste more time.

"Then we'll just kill you!"

The Third Elder, enraged by Gu Lan's maneuver, charged forward.

But Gu Lan wasn't interested in a fight. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

With a cold laugh, he sidestepped the attack and reappeared a hundred feet away.

"I've no time to play with you. Farewell!"

Gu Lan's speed was unmatched. In a blink, he vanished without a trace.

Though the Xuanyuan Clan's experts gave chase, they couldn't even catch a glimpse of him.

"Elder, what now?"

The Third Elder's face darkened, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

"Today's events—none of you know anything!"

With a grim expression, he unleashed his energy. The Xuanyuan Clan experts around him hadn't even reacted before they fell, blood staining the ground.

"Only the dead can keep secrets," he muttered with a cold smile before disappearing into the shadows.

Gu Lan's speed was unparalleled, and he soon returned to the palace.

When he arrived, Xue Lengyan was already waiting with the captured Young Lord Xuanyuan, guarded by several powerful figures.

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