My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty-Chapter 681 All Beings Grieve Together

681: All Beings Grieve Together

681: All Beings Grieve Together

The radiance before him was a tapestry of light, each hue representing a Great Path Rule, forming intricate patterns as though constructing a complete world.

The Great Path Rule Power was fundamental, forming the essence of the Power of Heaven Path.

At the foundation of this radiance lay the five elemental forces: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Above them hovered higher-order rules: Swordsmanship, Confucianism, Buddhism, and the Path of Ice and Snow.

“Now that I’ve mastered the Five Elements’ Great Path, my understanding of other Great Path Rules has deepened further,” Gu Lan murmured, a hint of pride in his tone.

“Mr.

Zhuge really left me no choice but to accept this role.

However, if I’d known such rewards awaited, being a guardian of the Six Realms wouldn’t have been so bad.”

“Though it’s a pity…

I can’t fully wield the Power of Heaven Path from this place,” he sighed, casting a glance at the golden seed before him.

His consciousness gradually returned from a state of enlightenment.

Everything that had just transpired became crystal clear in his mind.

When he last saw Zhuge Qingyun, Gu Lan had already noticed something off about him.

No matter how powerful the Power of Heaven Path was, it needed to be anchored to a complete soul.

But Zhuge Qingyun’s soul was incredibly frail, utterly incapable of wielding such immense power for long.

Gu Lan couldn’t fathom who could have harmed Zhuge Qingyun, a peerless powerhouse, to such an extent.

However, he had encountered someone else in a similar state—a mysterious woman from the Spirit Gathering Immortal Valley.

Both Zhuge Qingyun and that enigmatic woman had survived since ancient times.

Zhuge seemed to belong to the Ancient God Clan, while the woman was likely a guardian of the Six Realms.

Gu Lan didn’t believe it was mere coincidence that the two shared such a fate.

“Is Mr.

Zhuge’s power dissipating?

Was the seal just now his final act of strength?”

He raised his head, gazing at the dissipated celestial ladder in the sky.

Zhuge Qingyun’s figure was no longer there, leaving Gu Lan filled with mixed emotions.

Knowing the outcome, Zhuge Qingyun had still used the last of his strength to ensure peace for the Six Realms for the next 500 years.

Such character truly deserved the title Guardian of the Six Realms.

This grand spectacle of the Six Realms was Zhuge Qingyun’s parting gift, a final opportunity for enlightenment bestowed upon them all.

As Gu Lan reflected, the golden seed before him glowed once more, and a faint silhouette began to emerge.

The apparition resembled a young scholar, bearing a striking likeness to Zhuge Qingyun, though younger and more vigorous.

“Young Master Gu, we meet again!” the apparition greeted warmly.

“If you are seeing this recording, it means my soul has dissipated, and I have entered the cycle of reincarnation.”

“The journey along the Great Path is always like this.

There’s no need for sorrow on my behalf.

Zhuge Qingyun has lived a life of grandeur, leaving without regret.”

“Lastly, I have one final request: please deliver this item to an old acquaintance for me.

Should she ask about me, tell her that Zhuge Qingyun has set his sights on the cosmos and has wandered off into the infinite Star Realm.”

With those words, the scholar’s silhouette slowly faded, leaving behind a single jade flute.

Gu Lan extended his hand, and the flute landed gently in his palm.

The moment he touched it, his expression shifted in surprise.

This seemingly unremarkable flute was actually a Supreme Treasure of Merits, and what’s more, it was one that already had a rightful owner!

A Supreme Treasure of Merits with an owner would inevitably react when it encountered its true master.

Zhuge Qingyun had merely entrusted the flute to Gu Lan without specifying whom to give it to, clearly expecting him to find its original owner.

Upon closer inspection, Gu Lan noticed two ancient characters carved on the flute—Piaomiao—presumably the owner’s name.

“I won’t fail your trust!” Gu Lan solemnly cupped his hands toward the heavens.

At that moment, the grand spectacle of the Six Realms dissipated.

Countless cultivators across the Six Realms, even those still in deep enlightenment, awoke.

Some appeared confused, others overjoyed, but without exception, their hearts were inexplicably heavy with sorrow.

They didn’t understand why this sadness had enveloped them.

None of them knew that on this day, Zhuge Qingyun, who had silently guarded the Six Realms, had sealed away the Ancient God Clan for 500 years at the cost of his life.

The Guardian of the Six Realms had fallen.

All beings grieved.

In a remote corner of the Immortal Realm, where the spectacle lingered the longest, there was an Immortal Valley brimming with spiritual herbs and flowers.

A breathtakingly beautiful woman slowly lifted her head.

A trace of sorrow and confusion clouded her icy gaze.

“Why does my heart ache?” she murmured, her voice cold yet tinged with bewilderment.

A crystalline tear rolled down her cheek, landing softly on a nearby spiritual herb.

Drip.

…

“Hahaha!”

“All beings grieve, indeed!”

“So, the great Worldly Realm Envoy has fallen after all.

This is my golden opportunity!”

Ding True Man couldn’t contain his excitement.

Sensing the pervasive sorrow in the heavens and earth, he knew his moment had come.

Without hesitation, he shed his concealment and flew straight toward Gu Lan, riding atop his treasured cauldron.

In mere moments, he spotted Gu Lan, the golden seed before him, and the jade flute in his hand.

“Power of Heaven Path Seed!”

“Supreme Treasure of Merits!”

Ding True Man’s eyes turned bloodshot, consumed by greed.

“Young brat!” he bellowed.

“That fortune isn’t yours to claim!

I am Ding True Man of the Hongmeng Star Realm.

Hand over the treasures and tell me where that powerhouse fell, and I might spare your life!”

Ding True Man couldn’t discern Gu Lan’s cultivation level, assuming he was just another weakling.

He had already scouted this world and found no one stronger than himself.

As his words fell, he unleashed his Heaven-Fixing Realm pressure, attempting to force Gu Lan into submission.

The treasures were what mattered most, and he wasn’t eager to kill—unless when he had to.

But things didn’t go as Ding True Man had anticipated.

Under his immense pressure, Gu Lan remained unfazed.

Now that Gu Lan had mastered the Five Elements’ Great Path, his power had soared to unprecedented heights.

Even he wasn’t sure how strong he had become.

Ding True Man, a foreign intruder with a cultivation surpassing even the peak of Arthur, had arrived at the perfect time.

“Hongmeng Star Realm?

Ding True Man?” Gu Lan smirked, his curiosity piqued.

“Is that a significant place?

Do you rank high there?”

He observed Ding True Man with interest.

Gu Lan’s recent insights had left him with many questions about the Star Realms beyond the Six Realms, and this visitor might hold the answers.

“Arrogant ant!

How dare you call me by name?”

“Your greed for these treasures has blinded you.

Fine, I’ll end you myself!”

Overwhelmed by greed, Ding True Man chose to attack, unwilling to waste any more time.

“I didn’t want to stain my hands, but you’ve forced me!”

“Crush him!”

He summoned his cauldron, sending it hurtling toward Gu Lan with devastating force.