My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

"Good!"

"Very good!"

"Fire Clan and Thunder Clan used the Supreme Treasure of Merits, yet they couldn't harm my divine body. You've done well!"

Golden flames surged in Divine Son Arthur's eyes, resembling a Divine King suppressing his anger, filled with a terrifying aura of brutality.

This was his true nature.

Although Sword Twelve injured him, for Arthur, who possessed nearly infinite origin power of light, it was not fatal.

However, the full force of this strike had harmed Gu Lan's origin, leaving him unable to use Sword Twelve again for the time being.

He had just declared his defeat for this reason.

Without the Hongmeng Sword, he wielded only an illusory version of it, unable to maximize the power of Sword Twelve.

Gu Lan felt a slight regret in his heart.

"Light God Prison!"

Filled with rage, Divine Son Arthur finally stopped holding back. Before his divine body could fully recover, he unleashed his powerful divine ability.

Countless beams of light coalesced into a massive divine prison, resonating with the confessions of penitent worshippers, crashing down through numerous spaces.

The sound of the divine prison's confessions was immensely powerful, even those watching from a great distance could hear it.

Upon hearing the confessions, the Divine Realm's experts changed their expressions, subconsciously feeling compelled to submit to the light.

They hurriedly activated their techniques to resist the confessions, gradually dispelling this terrifying notion.

Even so, they decided to retreat further.

Watching the distant battlefield, the eyes of the Divine Realm experts were filled with fear.

Whether it was Gu Lan's astonishing strike or Divine Son Arthur's powerful divine abilities, both were attacks beyond their imagination, completely unassailable.

"That Lanyan Royal School master possesses formidable swordsmanship; that last strike could be considered the pinnacle of sword arts in this world! If he were given ten thousand years, perhaps he could indeed achieve the slaying of gods."

"Unfortunately, there are no 'ifs' in this world!"

Countless experts sighed in regret.

They didn't want to witness Gu Lan's fall, yet none dared to step forward to help.

At that moment, someone activated their vision technique from a safe distance, allowing them to barely withstand any backlash.

Soon, they saw the figure within the divine prison.

They saw Gu Lan, his white hair, and the countless condemned souls within the divine prison.

These souls were enemies of Divine Son Arthur, their spirits forever trapped within the divine prison, unable to find relief.

Some wore shackles, others bore stocks, while some were nailed to crosses, all weeping and repenting.

Among them were many powerful members of the Fire Clan and Thunder Clan, including the Fire Clan Holy Son Lu Bei, who harbored great malice towards Gu Lan, and the Thunder Clan patriarch.

Yet now, they had forgotten everything, their hearts filled only with remorse.

"You have blasphemed the gods; you shall enter hell!"

"You shall be punished!"

"Disembowel! Excise the heart! Gouge out the eyes! Burn the body..."

As each condemned soul saw Gu Lan, they unleashed the harshest reprimands, as if he were the greatest demon in the world.

What a terrifying divine prison!

One Divine Realm expert looked for only a moment and felt cracks forming in his Dao heart; had he not retracted his technique in time, his Dao heart might have shattered.

"Repent!"

Divine Son Arthur coldly gazed at Gu Lan, pointing a finger, causing countless golden chains to materialize from the void.

These were strands of light's Rule imbued with sealing power, nearly indestructible.

"Do you think you've won?"

Gu Lan raised his gaze to Divine Son Arthur above the divine prison, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he replied, "I said I was defeated, but I didn't say you won!"

"Lotus Phala, I arrive!"

With a clear shout, he awakened the Lotus Phala that integrated future, present, and past from the void.

The Lotus Phala possessed the power to traverse time and space, the only treasure Gu Lan's Three Clarity incarnation could borrow from his main body.

The power of time's Rule began to operate.

In the next moment, Gu Lan instantly arrived at the divine prison.

Another Gu Lan appeared before Arthur.

"This person is merely a clone!"

Divine Son Arthur's mind was struck once again.

He never imagined that the Gu Lan who had forced him to use his divine body while still injured was just a mere clone.

Gu Lan exchanged a knowing smile with his Three Clarity incarnation, saying, "You've worked hard; leave the rest to me!"

The Three Clarity incarnation nodded and walked toward Gu Lan, directly merging into his body.

This way, Gu Lan's Three Clarity incarnation could directly dissolve the backlash from just using Sword Twelve.

However, for a short period, Gu Lan could no longer perform One Breath Into Three Clarity.

"You seem surprised?"

Gu Lan raised his head to look at Divine Son Arthur above the divine prison.

As he spoke, the Merit Golden Robe on his body radiated golden Merit power, gathering into a Merit Golden Cloud that blocked all those golden chains outside.

At the same time, his figure rapidly expanded, stepping onto the Merit Golden Cloud and rising into the air, arriving before Divine Son Arthur.

Divine abilities, dharma form of heaven and earth!

"I underestimated you!"

"To possess such divine abilities at the peak of Main God Realm, with such terrifying power, you are indeed unparalleled!"

Golden light enveloped Divine Son Arthur, resembling a deity, yet his expression appeared somewhat grim.

Flames danced in his golden eyes, filled with murderous intent.

"But you should never, ever expose your main body before me at this moment!"

"Step into the divine prison, never to be freed!"

"Or do you think I can't kill you?"

As Arthur's voice fell, he swung his battle sword violently.

Though he didn't practice martial arts, the power he unleashed was thunderous; in his divine descending state, he possessed strength comparable to a true dragon in this world.

No, his power was even stronger than that of a true dragon!

Faced with such an attack, Gu Lan's expression remained unchanged as the Hongmeng Sword appeared in his hand.

"Old friend, are you afraid?"

Gu Lan looked at the sword in his hand, and the Hongmeng Sword immediately emitted a resounding sword cry, shattering the surrounding divine prison's confessions one by one.

The Hongmeng Sword had gained spirit; that was its answer.

"If that's the case, let's fight to our heart's content!"

Gu Lan brandished his sword to meet the attack.

In an instant, two colossal figures clashed within the divine prison.

Every collision of swords generated a terrifying shockwave that obliterated countless condemned souls within the divine prison.

Before their demise, the repentant souls bore no pain in their eyes, only relief.

These souls had once been powerful figures; after their obliteration, countless Merit powers were born.

These Merit powers could not be utilized by Divine Son Arthur, merely benefiting Gu Lan, causing the Merit Golden Cloud beneath him to grow even larger.

"Damn it!"

"How could the Main God Realm be so strong?!"

As the battle raged on, the murderous intent in Divine Son Arthur's eyes grew increasingly serious.

He realized that Gu Lan was not at all like a Main God Realm; just his cultivation far surpassed the peak of Main God Realm, and his command of Rules was not something a Main God Realm could grasp.

With his significant advantage in realm, he merely maintained a temporary upper hand.