The Wizard Clan's Lure

This was, after all, a Blood Clan matter—she had to handle it herself.

The Wizard Clan had left their aura behind, and tracking them was effortless for Gu Lan.

His only concern was how to deal with this bunch.

The Blood Clan's territory was vast, and Gu Lan and Xue Lengyan pursued for several breaths.

After a long while, they stopped outside a secret place, now in ruins.

Xue Lengyan's expression shifted dramatically.

Her face turned ashen, a flicker of dread in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Gu Lan refrained from saying much.

After all, he wasn't fully aware of some Blood Clan affairs.

But they couldn't linger here forever. His face darkened, and with a flash, he stepped forward.

"Blood Clan Master, stay here. I'll handle it."

Judging by Xue Lengyan's state, she didn't dare enter.

Gu Lan didn't care about that—arriving here, he'd already sensed Mo Xuan's aura.

He'd let that guy slip away before—this time, Gu Lan wouldn't spare him.