He Lan Tianxia

It was indeed the same boundless ice and snow lotus pond from before, but Murong Junlan felt that something was wrong. Apart from the lotus flowers, he didn't see anyone, including Jiang He. Where did they all go?

At this moment, the snow-capped mountain opposite seemed to move slightly. Murong Junlan thought he had been inside the Flower Heart Wall for too long and hadn't adjusted yet. He blinked and looked again, but nothing had changed. So he started searching for his Yan'er and Jiang He again. He frowned. This time, even Jiang He was gone. He had disappeared suddenly three days ago, and Jiang He must be anxiously looking for him. He would never have retreated back to the ground.

With a whoosh, a pillar of ice suddenly shot into the air from the opposite snow-capped mountain. Before Murong Junlan could even figure out what was happening, the ice pillars continued to shoot upwards, resembling fireworks amidst the snow and ice—a truly spectacular sight. After a while, a plume of black smoke rose from the tip of the iceberg, thick like a mushroom cloud, and the black mist even formed characters:

Xuanmo Cave, Lihentian!

At this moment, the crystal-clear snow lotuses that were originally blooming in the icy water suddenly moved towards the iceberg, growing wildly and greedily, greedily absorbing the black smoke, and transforming into various kinds of fish, shrimp, crabs and other animals at a visible speed. However, the long flower stems still held on like ropes. If it weren't for the fact that the transformed animals could move, you would think you were flying a kite.

As the last plume of black smoke finished billowing out, a huge red fireball suddenly erupted from the tip of the iceberg, blazing like the sun.

"An earth dragon turning over?" Murong Junlan had seen historical records of volcanic eruptions. Such devastating natural attacks had destroyed countless villages. Fortunately, this was beneath a deserted island. However, Murong Junlan felt worried and sorry for the crystal-clear ice lotus flowers.

No, what about his Yan'er? Is she trapped on the snowy mountain opposite? With this thought, Murong Junlan didn't even consider how dangerous the other side was. He pushed off with his feet and flew towards the snowy mountain peak that was spewing red fireballs.

This is a death-defying gamble! Boom! Another explosion rang out. Murong Junlan had set up twenty restrictions in succession. He knew that the twenty restrictions could only withstand the baking for thirty seconds. If he couldn't find Yan'er's whereabouts within thirty seconds, he would have to retreat safely, otherwise he himself would be reduced to ashes.

Sure enough, when Murong Junlan rushed towards the fireball, he saw his Yan'er trapped on the peak of the icy mountain, her body seemingly entangled by a demonic beast. The beast had many claws, tightly wrapped around Yan'er's body, which aroused a strong jealousy in Murong Junlan's heart. He flipped his feet and slashed at her with his broadsword.

The monster seemed unafraid of fire, or perhaps the fire was originally started by the monster. Murong Junlan had no time to think about such things. All he had to do was reset the restrictions, rush into the fireball, and kill the monster.

The demonic beast seemed prepared for Murong Junlan's outburst. Instead of dodging, it raised its bald head even higher, its soft claws hardening, lifting Yan'er into the air. At that moment, six fireballs appeared out of nowhere, circling around Yan'er.

Murong Junlan had thrown a thin rope; otherwise, he could have tried to throw it over and pull Yan'er back. Now, he only had a broadsword. He wanted to use a spinning blade, but he was afraid of hurting Yan'er. He now understood that what was entangled with his beloved concubine was an octopus demon. He glared angrily at those bared, clawing claws, and a ball of fire shot from Murong Junlan's eyes.

Murong Junlan reached into his pocket and pulled out almost all the hidden weapons. He threw them at the bald octopus demon, then unleashed a powerful sweeping attack with his broadsword, aiming to sever the claws so that his Yan'er would fall into his arms.

The octopus was no pushover either. It quickly lowered its head, and its claws naturally retracted. In this way, it not only avoided Murong Junlan's hidden weapon, but also aimed Yan'er at Murong Junlan's slashing broadsword.

That was an amazing move!