My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Following Gu Lan's gaze, Mo Xuan's eyes instantly burned with killing intent.

"You actually came with them!"

Previously, he didn't harbor deep hatred for the Lava Clan, but this time, they had crossed his bottom line. The fact that the Lava Clan's warriors dared to step into his territory so arrogantly was something he absolutely could not tolerate!

That was exactly what Gu Lan wanted. Without wasting words, he turned and retreated.

At this moment, the Lava Clan warriors had already stopped in their tracks.

But it was too late. They had already set foot on Wizard Clan territory.

"Not good!"

A sense of dread filled the Lava Clan warriors. At that very moment, a hundred powerful figures appeared behind Mo Xuan.

"Leave none of them alive!"

With a simple wave of Mo Xuan's hand, the Wizard Clan's warriors surged forward.

After all, this was their domain. The Lava Clan warriors were at a complete disadvantage.

A brutal battle erupted in the sky.

The stench of blood filled the air as agonized cries and the clash of weapons resounded.

"Not bad, their strength is impressive!"

Gu Lan watched with amusement, while An Ying looked visibly uneasy.

They were in Wizard Clan territory, after all. Acting so boldly meant that their chances of escaping would only grow slimmer with time.

"Master Gu, they've already started fighting. Shouldn't we leave now?"

An Ying had long wanted to flee, but Gu Lan remained still.

"No rush, the real show is just beginning."

Gu Lan didn't explain further, but An Ying had already guessed his intentions.

Stepping back, he hid behind Gu Lan.

As long as Gu Lan was here, he had nothing to fear.

It wasn't his fight to begin with—he only had to wait and watch.

The Wizard Clan warriors didn't hold back, their auras terrifyingly powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the Lava Clan warriors were completely annihilated.

The Wizard Clan suffered minimal losses—only a few dozen of their own had perished.

Death was inevitable in battle, and Mo Xuan had no intention of dwelling on it.

"You dare cause trouble in my Wizard Clan? None of you shall leave alive!"

His icy voice fell, and Mo Xuan turned his gaze once more.

"Master Gu, are you planning to fight, or will you choose to take your own life?"

Hearing Mo Xuan's words, Gu Lan shook his head in amusement.

"Don't get ahead of yourself!"

Sure, they had wiped out the Lava Clan warriors, but he wasn't one of them.

With a sneering expression, Gu Lan stepped forward, the Hongmeng Sword appearing in his hand.

"For killing the Lava Clan warriors, you must pay a price!"

With that, he slashed his sword, unleashing ten thousand beams of sword light across the sky.

The sharp, piercing hum of the blade echoed through the heavens as the Wizard Clan warriors were instantly engulfed in the radiance.

At first, they tried to resist Gu Lan's power.

But within mere moments, they realized resistance was futile.

They couldn't block it.

Simply surviving was already a blessing.

When the sword light finally dissipated, only a hundred Wizard Clan warriors remained.

Gu Lan didn't continue his assault. Instead, he sheathed his Hongmeng Sword.

"A bunch of useless trash. If you have the guts, come to my Lava Clan!"

Leaving behind these words, Gu Lan leaped into the sky.

Stepping into the air, he vanished into the distance in an instant.

Mo Xuan's expression twisted with rage, his eyes overflowing with murderous intent.

"Kill him for me!"

Already furious, Mo Xuan was now provoked beyond restraint. There was no way he could let this insult slide!

With his roar, nearly a hundred figures emerged from the shadows.

Since the Second Elder of the Wizard Clan had perished, Mo Xuan now commanded all the wizard soldiers.

The wizard soldiers charged forward, but just then, a figure appeared in the sky.

"Stand down!"

The First Elder and Third Elder of the Wizard Clan materialized, their expressions cold and severe.

Although Mo Xuan was the young lord, he couldn't act recklessly.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Gu Lan had orchestrated this.

If they continued down this path, the Wizard Clan would suffer massive losses.

Mo Xuan's killing intent remained strong as he stepped toward the two elders.

"Please step aside, Elders."

"Young Lord, please do not act on impulse."

Though the two elders spoke with respect, they firmly stood their ground.

…

After a prolonged exchange, Mo Xuan finally suppressed his anger.

"Fine! I'll spare him today, but next time, I won't hold back!"

With a cold wave of his hand, Mo Xuan ordered the wizard soldiers to withdraw.

In the sky, Gu Lan observed the scene with a grim expression.

"Damn it, I failed!"

Beside him, An Ying remained silent, not daring to say a word.

"Forget it, we'll stop here for today. Let's leave this place."

The moment Gu Lan spoke, An Ying finally let out a sigh of relief.

His speed wasn't much slower than Gu Lan's now.

Within mere seconds, the two of them had returned to the Great Qing Palace.

…

Deep within the Wizard Clan's darkened great hall, a middle-aged man knelt before a flickering blood-red light.

This man was none other than Mo Tian, the patriarch of the Wizard Clan and Mo Xuan's father.

"The aura of Heaven's Will has surfaced. Keep a close watch on it."

With just those words, the blood-red light dissipated.

Mo Tian had just risen to his feet when hurried footsteps echoed from outside the hall.

Seeing Mo Xuan, a look of curiosity flashed across his face.

"What brings you here?"

At his inquiry, Mo Xuan immediately dropped to one knee.

"I need absolute authority—the power to command any warrior in the clan!"

Mo Xuan's true target wasn't the wizard soldiers, but rather the Dao Venerables of the Wizard Clan.

To outsiders, the wizard soldiers seemed like the clan's ultimate force.

But in truth, Mo Tian had an even stronger group under his control.

A force of fifty Dao Venerables, each at the Seventh Level of the Imperial Realm.

Mo Tian saw through Mo Xuan's intentions at a glance.

"You want the Dao Venerables?"

Mo Xuan didn't bother hiding his ambition.

"I need the Dao Venerables at my command."

"I have no interest in your petty squabbles, but you know what mobilizing them entails."

Mo Tian had given Mo Xuan a great deal of freedom—whether in clan affairs or conflicts with outsiders, he rarely interfered.

But if Mo Xuan wanted to deploy the Dao Venerables, it was a different matter entirely.

…

After a long silence, Mo Tian finally activated his energy.

A flash of blood-red light radiated from his palm, and ten blood-cloaked figures emerged behind him.

"You may use these ten. The others are off-limits."

Although this wasn't the full force he wanted, ten Dao Venerables were still an incredible asset.

Without hesitation, Mo Xuan bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

With that, he took the ten Dao Venerables and departed.

Watching his retreating figure, Mo Tian let out a weary sigh.

The moment he stepped outside the great hall, Mo Xuan turned to the ten warriors behind him and gave a single command.

"Go to the Lava Clan. Kill everyone you see."

At his order, the ten Dao Venerables vanished into the night.

Mo Xuan didn't need to explain further.

He trusted in their power.

Even if they couldn't eliminate the entire Lava Clan, they would still leave behind a trail of devastation.

The Lava Clan had dared to cause trouble in his domain.

Now, it was time to return the favor.

And as for Gu Lan—he would settle that score soon enough.