He Lan Tianxia

Murong Junlan caught Lingyi with one hand and asked if she was alright. Lingyi replied that she was fine. Murong Junlan put Lingyi back into the restriction and then went straight to the sixth floor with the Pavilion Master.

A gentle valley breeze, a wind that sweeps across the land. Where the dark clouds crumble, the Milky Way bursts its banks. A towering wind tears the sky apart, and torrential rain, like arrows, pierces the heavens. Thunder rumbles across the nine heavenly steps, roof tiles fly like scales bursting open, as if golden scales are splitting through chaos, their claws yet to be revealed, but the world already gleaming with a chilling light.

Dragon's Lair? Murong stood firmly against the wind, like a divine being shattering heaven and earth. The hurricane ruffled the hair on his forehead, making him even more awe-inspiring in his sharp, sword-like eyes.

A powerful dragon roar pierced through the clouds and exploded amidst thunder, as a giant dragon's tail rolled in.

Murong Junlan waved his fine rope in the air and said, "A meeting of winds and clouds." The rope instantly transformed into a giant dragon and soared into the sky.

The "Gathering of Wind and Clouds" move originally required a delicate connection between him and his beloved concubine He Yan'er to spark a flame, but now, with the situation urgent, he has no choice but to go all out.

With a deafening roar, a golden dragon and a black dragon clashed in mid-air, causing the tower to tremble amidst wind, rain, and thunder. The Ice Lotus Sword in the Pavilion Master's hand also transformed into thousands upon thousands of swords, chasing after the black dragon and slaying it.

In the blink of an eye, they had fought hundreds of rounds, yet neither side could gain the upper hand. The Twin Shadows of Dreams had their power halved due to the loss of their other rope, while the Pavilion Master's Ice Lotus Sword had lost its edge due to the lack of ice and snow.

The black dragon, however, seemed to have sensed their weakness and launched an even more frenzied counterattack. Just as the golden dragon and the sword formation were about to be defeated, a black, slender object suddenly darted out from behind and landed in the black dragon's wide-open mouth. The black dragon swallowed the black object whole in one gulp.

At this moment, the Pavilion Master's Ice Lotus Sword arrived, aiming straight for the black dragon's belly. Murong Junlan also subtly transmitted a surge of internal energy, and the golden dragon instantly whirled around, opening its jaws to bite the black dragon. The black dragon was attacked from both sides, and something inside its belly was causing trouble. It dodged the golden dragon's massive jaws, but couldn't escape the Ice Lotus Sword's pursuit; its belly was pierced through with a crack.

The black thing rolled down in an instant. Then, a giant black umbrella, resembling a large mushroom, burst open from its belly.

What was it? Murong Junlan was about to investigate when the Pavilion Master blocked it with a row of Ice Lotus Swords, only to see fine powder, like spores, fly out. Murong Junlan raised his hand, and a restriction was set up.

"That was close." A voice came from the soles of Murong Junlan's feet, and only then did Murong Junlan realize that he had stepped on the black roller.

"Your Highness." The old tree spirit poked his head out from a withered snow lotus leaf.

"Old tree spirit? What are you doing here?" Murong Junlan was quite surprised by the old tree spirit's sudden arrival. He vaguely guessed something, but he hoped he wouldn't be right.

The old tree spirit gritted his teeth in anger, and just as he was about to speak, Luo Xie's voice came from behind: "Old man, you've got some guts, haven't you? You even managed to roll out of a dragon's belly."

Upon hearing this, the tree spirit's face blazed with rage, its already dark face turning even darker. It then shot towards Luo Xie with a whoosh.

"It's dangerous here, get out." Murong Junlan saw that Jiang Hehong and the Xiuying martial monks had also entered, and immediately gave them the order to leave.

Before Jiang He could speak, Hong Xiuying interjected, "Your Highness, we share the burden. Let's search for the Crimson Spirit Spring together."

Murong Junlan flicked his hand and unleashed a force that pushed Jiang He and Hong Xiuying into another restriction. He, the Pavilion Master, and the Spirit Yi in the Pavilion Master's hand were thrown in another direction by the rebound force and crashed into the oncoming giant mushroom cloud.

Then, with a scream, someone pounced from behind and fell into the black gap between the two barriers.

Murong Junlan tried to turn around to help, but the massive black mushrooms covered everything, plunging him into complete darkness. After that, he could see nothing at all.