My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Gu Lan's previous sword qi was just a feint; the true killing move that contained the power of the Emperor Realm was the Saint Dragon Clock!

"Damn it, this kid is really cunning!"

The demonic soul gritted its teeth, breaking its composure.

If it still occupied the body of the dead puppet now, the veins on its forehead would probably burst!

As Saint Dragon Clock, carrying an unparalleled pressure, descended, the demonic soul couldn't avoid it and had to confront it head-on.

"Even if your whole body is made of the Heaven Treasure, I can still withstand this strike!" The demonic soul shouted, irritated. Thousands of years ago, even with the combined strength of all the Saint Realm experts, they couldn't kill the demonic saint. Now, having ascended to the Emperor Realm, it was confident that a junior couldn't end its life with a single blow!

However, at this moment, Gu Lan saw the demonic soul resisting and a sly smile appeared in his eyes!

His fair and slender palm flipped, causing the direction of the Saint Dragon Clock, which was about to collide, to suddenly change!

"Turn!"

Gu Lan didn't let the Saint Dragon Clock collide with the demonic soul. Instead, he reversed the force suddenly, and the mouth of the clock faced the demonic soul, creating a massive suction force!

Having taken it from Fang Yun these days, Gu Lan had conducted thorough research on the usage of this Heaven Treasure.

Though not as sharp as the Sky-Cutting Dragon Roar Spear and not as profound and overbearing as the Primordial Sword, it still ranked among the twelve Heaven Treasures due to...its extremely powerful and unexpectedly imprisoning and pulling force!

"What!?"

The demonic soul's pupils dilated again! All its attention was on resisting; how could it guard against this move?

In the next instant, the black shadow, resembling a pile of rotten meat, was sucked into the Saint Dragon Clock!

Seeing this scene, countless gazes focused on Gu Lan's figure became extremely excited.

The human cultivators who were currently fighting the demonic beast spirits were in high spirits.

Seeing Gu Lan suppressing the demon leader marked the resolution of their last regret and unwillingness!

The collapsing small world was imminent, and though they knew they were going to die, they felt a great satisfaction in avenging their deep-seated hatred.

Even the demonic beasts, at this moment, looking into Gu Lan's huge eyes, showed a hint of gratitude and relief!

"Amazing! What a move!"

In a corner of the mountains, a young Daoist raised his head, waving his arms and shouting. He wasn't as pessimistic as the others; he just felt that he had learned another move from Gu Lan!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

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Gu Lan retracted the Saint Dragon Clock into his hand and looked down.

A wisp of black smoke lingered within the brilliant golden bell, slowly condensing into the appearance it had when it emerged from the bronze coffin.

Cursing and grumbling voices echoed through the clock, reverberating in the collapsing small world!

"You actually dare to plot against me! Let me out, and we won't use any tricks. We'll have a real Emperor Realm duel!"

"If you want to kill me, fine, but I didn't say it had to be now. You've already been restrained by me; how things will unfold in the future is at my mercy."

Gu Lan chose not to immediately suppress the demonic soul for two reasons:

Firstly, he wanted to verify whether beings as sinister and evil as the demonic soul were naturally countered by treasures like the Saint Dragon Clock. If that were the case, his Merit Golden Robe would have great utility against such dark entities. Read new chapters at empire

Secondly, Gu Lan was intrigued by the identity of this old demonic creature. Its behavior and use of techniques were contradictory, and its identity was shrouded in mystery. Gu Lan wanted to know what kind of being it was four thousand years ago.

Seemingly seeing through Gu Lan's intentions, the demonic soul immediately curled its lips and sneered, "You're not killing me because you want to use me? Hehe, even if I fall into a trap, it's not your turn to judge me. In those years..."

Boom! Before it could finish its sentence, Gu Lan flicked his finger, and within the golden bell, a dragon shadow condensed and directly attacked the black figure!

Sizzling sounds echoed as black Qi evaporated from the demonic soul's body, emitting painful wails.

"Not understanding the situation will only lead to a faster death," Gu Lan warned indifferently.

The demonic soul felt extremely aggrieved.

But at this moment, a thunderous roar echoed!

Crack! Crack!

The space collapsed and shattered, heavenly fire turned into molten lava, flowing in the savage small world! Enormous waves surged in the boundless sea, and a weak river of death rushed towards the shore!

The entire secret realm, at this moment, finally couldn't hold on any longer!

Just as everyone was reveling in the joy of Gu Lan suppressing the demon leader, they were forcibly dragged back to reality!

The calamity of world-ending disaster had truly arrived!

"Is there really no hope? The five vice-deans of Liangyi Academy outside, can't they open the spatial tunnel?"

"Alas, maybe this is our destiny!"

"Well, being able to help the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator in the final battle against the demonic beasts, I am worthy of my master and the reputation of our sect's prodigy!"

Despair had come, and efforts had been made. After struggling for so long, many human cultivators now, at this critical moment, picked up the initial aspirations and pride when they first entered the path of cultivation.

Death was no longer a fear. They had witnessed Gu Lan suppressing the demon leader. Their families outside the world, ordinary people, would no longer suffer from the rampage of monsters. Their hearts found solace.

Of course, there were also those who were afraid of death. They were now running around like headless flies, many of them dying in the lava or heavenly fire. Some even accidentally fell into the space fissure, turning into nothingness!

"You're still not leaving? Are you trying to save these lowly beings?" The voice of the demonic soul echoed.

"Are you reminding me?"

Gu Lan looked down at him, lips curving into a mocking smile. It was quite amusing; this guy was now constrained by him, forced to "kindly" remind him to hurry up and take him away for self-preservation.

"Damn it! Do you think I'm willing to do this?"

The demonic soul cursed vehemently.

"That bronze coffin was originally from the Immortal Realm, also serving as the boundary marker for this small world. Over the years, I have integrated with it. If you suppress me, the boundary marker loses its spirit, and the small world will collapse immediately!"

After hearing his explanation, Gu Lan was momentarily stunned. "This bronze coffin has such an extraordinary origin?"

He hadn't heard of the Immortal Realm before. Still, since it could become the boundary marker of a small world, equivalent to the lifeline of the world, it must be a precious treasure!

Gu Lan gazed at the motionless bronze ancient coffin on the surging sea with a somewhat fiery expression.

"Nonsense! Otherwise, with those garbage saints back then, how could they suppress me, the demonic origin?" The demonic soul sneered. "Kid, if you don't leave now, you'll really be annihilated in the chaos. Your death doesn't matter, but release me first!"

As he spoke, he secretly exerted his strength to break free from the constraints of the Saint Dragon Clock. It would be best if Gu Lan could be swallowed by the spatial rift in advance. Then, he could open the space himself to go to the outside world, and there would be no more enemies threatening him!

However, at this moment, Gu Lan's palm covered the Saint Dragon Clock. A set of techniques operated, and the demonic soul felt his energy being instantly drained!

Demonic Soul: !!!

"Since you're in a hurry to leave, why not let me borrow some of your power to open up space? It saves you from being restless inside!" Gu Lan smiled lightly. It was more appropriate to preserve his strength to suppress him. Absorbing his power to open the tunnel was just perfect!

The demonic soul, lying in the Saint Dragon Clock at the Emperor Realm, was on the verge of death, his face full of disbelief!

Is there really such a malicious person in this world?!

He bent down like a shrimp, experiencing a kind of exhaustion as if Gu Lan had extracted his two waists, "You... how dare you humiliate me like this?"