My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 872 - 872: Gu Lan Has Arrived

The Wizard Clan expert's face twisted in rage. Letting out a furious roar, he struggled free from Ding True Man's grip.

Without a moment's hesitation, he dragged his severely wounded body and instantly retreated thousands of meters away. Though he had managed to break free from Ding True Man's restraint, he no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

Ding True Man, however, was not unscathed. The Wizard Clan expert's attacks had left his body covered in wounds, and his aura had significantly weakened. But he knew that he could not collapse now.

"The final strike!"

Ding True Man never broke his word—he had promised to finish this opponent in three moves, and he would do exactly that.

Upon hearing this, the Wizard Clan expert's face showed a trace of panic. Just as he attempted to retreat, Ding True Man's sword had already pierced through him.

"Ssshhh!"

The Wizard Clan expert's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never imagined such an outcome.

Expressionless, Ding True Man stepped forward, golden light gathering once more in his palm before he struck the expert's body. With a thunderous explosion, the Wizard Clan expert's physical form was obliterated, and even his soul was erased.

Having dealt with his opponent, Ding True Man finally exhaled deeply. His internal energy was completely exhausted. Seeing this, Zhongren hurried forward.

"You've done enough. Leave the rest to me."

Zhongren supported Ding True Man and channeled his internal energy to protect him. Meanwhile, Ding True Man quickly retrieved several medicinal pills and swallowed them. These were left to him by Gu Lan before his departure—he had thought they wouldn't be needed, yet now they proved invaluable.

Zhongren said nothing more. Stepping forward, he swiftly formed hand seals. His internal energy surged, and behind him, thousands of golden lights burst forth.

"Qimen Dunjia, activate!"

At the same time, dozens of dark silhouettes appeared before him.

Seeing these figures, Zhongren's face darkened. He immediately waved his hand, and the blade light and sword shadows within the Qimen Dunjia formation struck out with immense force.

With the enhancement of the formation, he did not fall behind in the battle. Soon, he was fully engaged with these figures.

Mo Xuan, however, paid no attention to them. Instead, his gaze fell upon the members of the Reincarnate Clan.

He had encountered them before and was quite familiar with them.

After a cold glance, Mo Xuan spoke unhurriedly.

"Everyone, have you given my previous proposal any thought?"

The Reincarnate Clan was renowned throughout the Immortal Realm. Despite their small numbers, their strength was formidable.

Mo Xuan wished to recruit them, but their decision remained uncertain.

They certainly did not wish to be controlled by Gu Lan, but neither did they want to fall under the Wizard Clan's influence.

"Your offer is indeed tempting, but we are not interested."

The Reincarnate Clan Leader's voice was cold, and his aura spread outward. They had no choice in this matter—after all, they bore Gu Lan's Soul Seal.

There was no way the man before them could suppress that seal.

"No need to be so tense. You're worried about the Soul Seal, correct? Well, I have already found a way to break it."

Mo Xuan's sudden remark caught the Reincarnate Clan Leader off guard.

"You truly have a way?"

He wavered. If this was true, they could finally be free.

"Of course!"

Gu Simu, despite being entangled in battle with dozens of powerful enemies, overheard their conversation.

"If he had a way, why wouldn't he have used it earlier? You should think carefully."

The Wizard Clan experts were indeed difficult to handle. However, Gu Simu also had the means to activate the Soul Seal—killing them would take but a moment.

Faced with Gu Simu's icy threat, the Reincarnate Clan Leader's wavering expression hardened once again. He knew she wasn't joking.

"Kill her!"

Mo Xuan ordered coldly, and the Wizard Clan experts attacked without hesitation.

...

In the dark void, Gu Lan was racing forward.

At this moment, his speed had reached its peak. The closer he got, the more unease gripped his heart.

An Ying was already unable to keep up with Gu Lan's pace, and the distance between them grew ever wider.

As soon as An Ying slightly relaxed, he lost track of Gu Lan's presence entirely.

With a helpless sigh, An Ying gave up trying to catch up.

Gu Lan's speed was unparalleled. In a flash, he had left the Immortal Realm behind.

His cold gaze scanned the horizon, piercing through thousands of miles in an instant.

"Damn it!"

Gu Lan's expression darkened. With a single step forward, his internal energy erupted without reservation.

At the same time, within the Jing Nation's imperial palace, the Hongmeng Sword responded.

Originally in Mu Yuyan's possession, the Hongmeng Sword suddenly soared into the sky.

A sharp sword cry echoed across the heavens, prompting Mu Yuyan to look up.

"What...?"

Mu Yuyan was taken aback. The Hongmeng Sword had not unleashed such a powerful aura for a long time.

Under her watchful gaze, the sword tore through the sky, streaking millions of meters away.

Those engaged in battle in the void all raised their heads in response.

Seeing the Hongmeng Sword, confusion flashed across their faces—they did not understand what was happening.

But Gu Simu knew.

Her face lit up with excitement.

"Father is back!"

However, this moment of distraction cost her—her shoulder was pierced by a sword light.

Pain contorted her face as she cautiously stepped back.

"Even now, you're still concerned about others? Worry about yourself first!"

The Wizard Clan experts smirked arrogantly, their eyes filled with killing intent.

At first, Gu Simu hadn't taken them seriously.

Her strength was more than enough to deal with them.

But as time dragged on, their numbers only increased.

More and more Wizard Clan experts arrived, making it increasingly difficult for her to hold them off.

As they pressed in once more, unease crept into Gu Simu's heart.

She had exhausted much of her power—if this continued, she would no longer be able to fight.

Yet the Wizard Clan experts had no intention of showing mercy.

Their auras surged as they transformed into afterimages, closing in on her.

But before they could reach her, thousands of sword lights descended from above.

A terrifying wave of internal energy erupted, the surroundings instantly drenched in blood.

Startled by the sudden appearance of such an overwhelming force, the Wizard Clan experts paled and looked up.

A lone figure emerged from the clouds.

"Fall!"

Gu Lan waved his hand coldly, and the myriad sword lights crashed down.

No matter how powerful the Wizard Clan experts were, they could not withstand Gu Lan's strike.

Sounds of flesh tearing filled the air as they were engulfed in the onslaught.

They resisted with all their might, but it was not enough.

In mere moments, agonized wails echoed.

When the sword light dissipated, they were all dead.

Having effortlessly disposed of them, Gu Lan's aura remained cold and unyielding.

His piercing gaze locked onto Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan, now trembling, also raised his head.

Upon seeing Gu Lan, terror filled his eyes.

Just as he stood there, frozen in shock, Gu Lan descended from the clouds, appearing before him in a single step.

"How are you still alive?!"

Mo Xuan finally came to his senses, cautiously taking a step back.

He had assumed Gu Lan was dead—only then had he dared to act so brazenly.

Had he known otherwise, he would never have dared make a move here.