My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty-Chapter 632 - World Tree
632: World Tree
632: World Tree
The moment Busi opened his eyes, the once dark world instantly became infinitely bright.
The two worlds of yin and yang underwent dramatic changes, producing flames capable of burning all things in the world, known as Candle Flames.
These Candle Flames were colorless, able to even consume space itself.
Ghostly figures began to burn invisibly.
In a blink, darkness turned to light.
This was the power of the Dragon Blood Nine Transformations; each transformation could harness the forces of heaven and earth.
The consumption of this power was immense, and had Busi not possessed the near-infinite vitality of the Immortal Tree and the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, mastering such a divine ability would have been nearly impossible.
Even so, he had only managed to reach the second transformation of the Dragon Blood Nine Transformations.
If he could reach the ninth transformation, not only would the mere Human Clan be no match for him, but no one in the entire Six Realms could stand against him.
Busi was confident in this.
“Daddy, this fire is amazing!
I can’t handle it!”
“Daddy, hurry and help!”
Gu Simu watched the hundred ghosts burning invisibly and, rather than showing off, hid sincerely behind Gu Lan.
It wasn’t scary to be unable to defeat an enemy; what was terrifying was knowing you couldn’t win yet still pressing forward.
Over the years, Gu Simu had walked through the Six Realms without encountering much danger.
Apart from the seemingly endless treasures Gu Lan had given her, she had her own strength and talent, along with sufficient self-awareness.
“Don’t worry, leave it to Daddy.”
Hearing his daughter’s words, Gu Lan smiled and pointed his fingers like a sword, his eyes shimmering.
In that instant, the world appeared different before him.
Looking ahead, those invisibly burning flames were now laid bare to him.
“Since the power of the yin and yang paths is fused, I will use the same two powers to test the waters!”
“Sword Five, Ten Thousand Swords of Asura!”
Gu Lan skipped directly to Sword Five, invoking it with a descent of the sun.
He had now condensed the Pearl of the Path, making the execution of any sword technique extraordinarily fast.
The twelve forms of Sword Twelve had also increased in power compared to his previous applications.
Thus, with each sword he unleashed, he forced the Ancient God Clan to fight desperately.
As the Ten Thousand Swords of Asura erupted, the entire realm was filled with sword energy, and every sword cultivator in Gengtian World seemed to resonate, their swords roaring in response.
For a moment, they felt their life swords being uncontrollably drawn towards that Sword Intent.
“What a terrifying Sword Intent!
Who is this person that can cause such widespread sword resonance?”
“When all paths falter, only my sword path remains!”
“Junior, I am willing to lend my sword to the senior!”
Many gazed towards Gu Lan’s direction, their eyes filled with admiration and reverence, not hesitating to release their swords from their hands.
Those farther away forcibly held their swords, refusing to let go.
Those closer had no choice; their swords flew from their grasp into the sky.
In Icebound Mountain, each youth carrying a sword sheath looked up at the sky in unison.
“This Sword Intent!”
“It’s Master!”
“Disciples are sending swords to the master!”
Chen Feng’s avatars did not need to be drawn by Sword Intent; feeling Gu Lan’s aura, they opened their sword sheaths and sent their swords soaring into the sky.
Then, they excitedly rushed toward the place where Gu Lan’s Sword Intent emanated.
The swords tore through the air, gathering together, first forming streams, then rivers, and seas, overwhelming the surroundings as they all settled behind Gu Lan.
“Wow!”
“Daddy, that move is so cool!”
“Go for it!”
Gu Simu cheered, waving her fists to support her father.
Hearing this, Gu Lan smiled, pointing his sword to the heavens as thousands of swords transformed into the yin-yang Taiji symbol behind him.
“Fall, Swords!”
With his command, the myriad swords launched simultaneously!
The Candle Flames that could burn everything were slowly extinguished beneath the surrounding energy of yin and yang.
“No!”
“How can this be!
The Candle Flames shouldn’t be so easily dispelled!”
Busi gazed in despair at the torrent of swords above him, completely losing the will to fight.
Having unleashed the Immortal Dragon Blood transformation, he had exhausted all his divine abilities, yet had not harmed his opponent in the slightest.
Such a blow was unprecedented in his entire existence.
“No wonder, no wonder the young master fled at the sight of this person awakening… He is truly too strong!”
“Busi has done all he can; I hope you can succeed in returning to the clan.”
Busi’s black-and-white eyes turned toward the void, slowly returning to their original green.
The dragon scales on his body gradually faded, restoring his original form.
After a moment, he transformed back into the form of the Immortal Tree.
In this situation, he chose the most extreme measure, reverting to his original form and erasing his consciousness to prevent Gu Lan from probing his memories.
But doing so would significantly diminish his strength; it could take him ten thousand years to recover.
Yet he had no other choice left.
“Heh heh, Human Clan!”
“You haven’t won yet!”
Busi’s consciousness coldly mocked one last time before he fell into a deep, permanent sleep.
Just then, a figure in green appeared before him.
This figure was somewhat familiar; it was the Human Clan Confucian sage who had forced him into such a desperate state.
“What does he want?”
“The process of erasing consciousness for the Ancient God Progeny is irreversible.
Could he really turn this around?”
Busi thought as his last fragments of consciousness settled upon Gu Lan.
Then, he heard a refined and gentle voice: “Time Reversal!”
Busi felt the scene before him begin to rewind, as if he were witnessing the moment when the myriad swords fell and extinguished the Candle Flames.
“No!”
“How can this be…”
Busi’s voice echoed with desperate rage, exactly as before.
Before he could cast any secret techniques to erase his consciousness, Gu Lan’s figure had already reached him, holding a strange seal that plunged his awareness into slumber.
“No!
I cannot sleep!”
“I am immortal; if I erase my consciousness, I’ll have a chance at rebirth…”
Busi thought desperately, continually telling himself, but his awareness grew wearier.
It seemed a voice was telling him that he had already erased his consciousness, and a good sleep would allow everything to start anew in the future.
Outside, under the influence of the power of time and space, Busi’s true body had already fallen into slumber.
Gu Lan stood quietly before the Immortal Tree, one hand resting on one of its leaves.
“So this is the Ancient God Clan, the Ancient God Progeny, the guardians of a world’s spirit.”
“Strangely, these beings awakened from endless ages because of me; what a coincidence!”
“Except for the strongest Ancient God, the World Tree, the rest can all be called Ancient God Progeny.
After death, they can be reborn in endless slumber, much like that mysterious woman in Spirit Gathering Immortal Valley.”
As he probed the Immortal Tree’s memories, Gu Lan began to gain a preliminary understanding of the Ancient God Clan.
