He Lan Tianxia

Thunder? It sounded like it was about to rain, but where would thunder and rain come from in this dark underground cave? Murong Junlan walked slowly along the small stone path. Just as he was about to reach the end, a loud rumble suddenly came from the front. A huge gap appeared in the middle of the perfectly good stone wall. Along with the dust that was kicked up, a blinding light shone straight in, making it impossible to open one's eyes for a moment.

The thunder outside the cave grew louder and more intense. Murong Junlan was approaching the cave entrance, preparing to exit, when suddenly a long mouth pierced through it, startling him. Then, the mouth opened, and with a deafening crash, the entire stone wall collapsed. Murong Junlan shielded his eyes from the dust with his clothes and looked through the hole in the wall. He saw a colossal four-legged creature, eighty or ninety feet long and over ten feet tall, charging towards him. Standing before this disproportionately large behemoth, Murong Junlan was momentarily at a loss. But the behemoth was far less friendly; it opened its massive mouth and stomped its round, sturdy feet, pressing down on him with unwavering force.

In desperation, Murong Junlan guessed that the giant creature's thick legs and tough hide made it difficult to attack, so he decided to target its weakness: its eyes. He used his desert lightness skill, waving a thin rope straight at the behemoth's eyes. However, this creature, though large, was not stupid. Just as Murong Junlan was about to leap onto its back, it suddenly spun around, presenting its rear end to him. Murong Junlan thought it was about to fart, but instead, it slapped its tail. Murong Junlan quickly withdrew his attack on its eyes and turned to strike its tail, but it was too late. He felt a whirlwind sweep over him, sending him flying more than ten feet away. Fortunately, his internal energy was profound, preventing him from falling to the ground.

After several rounds, Murong Junlan had figured out that the behemoth's main attack power came from its tail, so he decided to deal with it from a weaker position. He put all his strength into a series of seven or eight flips, eventually landing on the behemoth's back. Sensing someone on its back, the behemoth immediately lashed out with its tail, but Murong Junlan dodged them all. After about ten such lashes, the behemoth went berserk, dragging Murong Junlan across the open field. With nowhere to grab onto, Murong Junlan nearly fell off several times. In desperation, he swung a thin rope and tied himself and the behemoth's necks together.

Standing atop the colossal creature, Murong Junlan realized that this sun-drenched grassland was home to thousands of enormous animals. He also discerned that this particular creature was likely the king of this herd. They ran ahead, followed by a horde of other giants, their roars like thunder. The sheer scale of the scene was comparable to leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers into battle. Murong Junlan quickly searched his memory for historical records. He finally remembered: these colossal creatures were called dinosaurs—no, the ones with thunderous roars were called Brontosaurus. Wait, dinosaurs seem to belong to the Jurassic period, so why is the cave entrance inscribed with the Upper Proterozoic Era? Regarding this somewhat chaotic ancient realm, Murong Junlan didn't know whether to trust historical records or the scene before him. However, at this moment, he felt a surge of exhilarating pride, a sense of conquering vast territories.

After spinning around dozens of times without catching Murong Junlan, the Thunder Dragon's anger turned to resentment, and then to helplessness. The Thunder Dragon stopped running, and as soon as it stopped, the group of Thunder Dragons behind it also stopped. The Thunder Dragons leisurely ate grass with their mouths open, as if the magnificent scene just now was just an illusion.

After a while, the Thunder Dragons remained motionless. Murong Junlan tried to get off their backs. He removed the thin rope and carefully walked from the dragon's neck to its back. He deliberately lingered for a while, but the Thunder Dragons seemed to have completely forgotten that someone was on their backs, continuing to focus on grazing. Was this the animal principle of "I won't bother you unless you bother me"? After about half an hour, the group of Thunder Dragons remained the same, so Murong Junlan simply sat on their backs and enjoyed the scenery of the grassland.

Suddenly, a strange, loud noise came from afar. At the same time, Lei Long's relaxed nerves tensed up, and his four legs immediately started trembling uncontrollably as he ran, as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Murong Junlan, who had been sitting comfortably, was startled by the sudden running and was thrown to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to avoid falling flat on his face and managed to stand steadily. However, the overwhelming hurricane-like force and the low, eerie cry behind him clearly indicated the potential to wipe out the entire Thunder Dragon horde. Murong Junlan distinctly felt a numbing sensation in his back. Looking around, he saw a group of giant crocodiles, half the length of the Thunder Dragons but dozens of times more powerful, crushing towards him. Their long, sharp mouths chased after the fleeing Thunder Dragons.

Murong Junlan's small stature caused the massive Emperor Crocodile to ignore the presence of this 1.86-meter-tall human. Its enormous, thick legs stomped forcefully on the ground beside Murong Junlan, kicking up a cloud of dust. Looking up at the two rows of sharp teeth and the hard, grayish-brown armor, Murong Junlan gasped. If the Thunder Dragon had given him immense pressure, the Emperor Crocodile's presence was absolutely destructive. Frankly, Murong Junlan felt utterly alone at this moment. He stood helplessly, seemingly unable to find any weakness in the Emperor Crocodile except for its eyes. But he couldn't even reach the Thunder Dragon's eyes; the Emperor Crocodile's eyes were probably even further out of reach. Since they were unreachable, there was no need for him to waste his energy on this spectacle. With this thought, Murong Junlan automatically retreated to the side, ready to watch the show.

The Deinosuchus had already caught the relatively smaller Brontosaurus. With a snap of its sharp teeth, it tore the Brontosaurus apart, leaving a gruesome scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere. The other Brontosaurus were also terrified and fled desperately. The Brontosaurus that Murong Junlan had just been sitting on, although still trying its best to maintain its regal demeanor, clearly showed that its steps were somewhat disordered by the wind.

The Emperor Crocodiles charged forward with overwhelming force, brimming with arrogance at their confident conquest. In this dog-eat-dog world, this territory belonged solely to the Emperor Crocodile family, and they understood the principle of capturing the leader first. Thus, the Emperor Crocodile King opened its jaws wide and charged towards the Thunder Dragon King's thick tail.

Having witnessed countless battles, Murong Junlan felt a strange mix of emotions welling up inside him. Just as the Emperor Crocodile's teeth were about to bite the Thunder Dragon King's tail, Murong Junlan, almost unconsciously, unleashed his trump card, the Silver Ring Illusion. However, even he felt ashamed at the moment he made the move. While his attack was powerful, it was barely a tickle to a beast as formidable as the Emperor Crocodile. Just when Murong Junlan thought the Thunder Dragon was doomed, the world suddenly changed color, and bolts of lightning struck, traveling along the thin rope and directly hitting the Emperor Crocodile. The Emperor Crocodile abandoned its pursuit, turning to search for the electrified rope that had attacked it. Finally, it spotted Murong Junlan and raised its front leg to stomp towards him…

With a "crack," the thin rope in Murong Junlan's hand, which was originally only as thick as three fingers, suddenly transformed into an iron chain as thick as a giant python. The iron chain danced in Murong Junlan's hand as if it were alive, attacking the Emperor Crocodile. The dark clouds that were stirred up and the thunder and lightning caused the heavens and earth to shake violently.

The Emperor Crocodile, dazed and disoriented from the lightning strike, remained a formidable force. Its patience seemed to have run out; its eyes widened, glaring at the lightning, and it opened its mouth as if to devour it. The Emperor Crocodile, which had been chasing the Thunder Dragon, turned to face the lightning bolt from the iron chain. Murong Junlan wielded the iron chain with the invincibility of a god. He was genuinely surprised by the sudden change in the thinner chain; this treasure, passed down through his Murong family, had given him a completely new understanding of its power.

After a deafening roar, the massive body of the Emperor Crocodile swayed, seemingly suffering internal injuries. It then raised its head, opened its mouth, and let out a deep, eerie cry towards the sky. This cry acted as a command, drawing together the Emperor Crocodiles that were chasing the Thunder Dragon. A dozen or so Emperor Crocodiles then surrounded Murong Junlan.

Although he had just injured the Great Crocodile with the power of the iron chains, Murong Junlan had already exhausted all his strength. Now, with a group of Great Crocodiles joining the fray, Murong Junlan anticipated that what followed would be a life-or-death struggle. A slight misstep and his life would end here today. At this moment, he seemed to understand why this place was called the Ancient Cave of Annihilation. But before Murong Junlan could understand much more, the Great Crocodiles could no longer restrain themselves and opened their ferocious mouths to attack as a group. Murong Junlan could only use all his strength to desperately defend himself, whipping the iron chains around with a crackling sound, and lightning flashed and crackled in the clouds.

While the battle raged on one side, the neglected Thunder Dragons had nothing to do on the other. The Thunder Dragon King, who had just been rescued by Murong Junlan, was now watching intently this battle, which had started because of them yet seemed completely unrelated to them, leaving the Thunder Dragon King in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.

With a series of sharp cracks, the iron chain in Murong Junlan's hand, brimming with the energy of heaven and earth, struck several imperial crocodiles. The wounded crocodiles growled, and one of the younger ones collapsed immediately. Seeing this, the injured king crocodile roared and charged forward, forcefully blocking the group of crocodiles. It roared angrily to the sky, then opened its mouth wide and bit down on the other end of the flying iron chain without hesitation. With a powerful tug, Murong Junlan felt himself being thrown into the air, suspended there. The king crocodile, seemingly still not satisfied, continued its frenzied charge forward with the chain in its grip. Because the king crocodile was biting the chain, Murong Junlan was unsure whether to release it, as it was the only one currently effective. Reluctantly, he could only hold onto the chain tightly, letting the king crocodile run wild.

Suddenly, with a "thud," the iron chain Murong Junlan was holding slipped from the Emperor Crocodile King's mouth, and Murong Junlan tumbled backward along with the chain. Then, he witnessed the bloody scene of the Thunder Dragon King and the Emperor Crocodile King locked in a fierce battle. Ignoring his own injuries, Murong Junlan wielded the iron chain and rejoined the two beast kings in their fight.