He Lan Tianxia

"Take your own life."

Um? What's the meaning?

"These are the rules of the Valley of Destruction." The white-haired woman tossed the woman to the ground, leaving the bewildered girl behind, and then entered the cave. The woman stood in the cold, eerie cave, feeling a little uneasy. However, she noticed that this cave was strikingly similar to the Bear Cave.

"Why haven't you made a move yet?" After a short while, the white-haired woman came out expressionlessly.

"Why should I die?" The woman thought this woman was out of her mind.

"Do you still expect him to come and save you? Hmph, he's barely able to save himself now," the white-haired woman said coldly.

"Are you talking about Prince Murong?"

"Is he your husband?" A hint of disdain flashed in the white-haired woman's eyes.

"What did you do to him?"

"He won't die, but he'll be pulverized soon." The white-haired woman flicked the grass clippings off her clothes and continued tidying them.

"Let me go." The woman struggled for a moment as her hands were tied behind her back.

"If you don't want to die, there's only one way to go now."

"Do you think I will believe you?"

"You don't have to believe me, but you'll believe me soon enough." With that, the white-haired woman waved her hand in the air, and with a "boom," a large hole appeared, and Murong Junlan lost his footing and fell into it.

"Your Highness!" the woman exclaimed in surprise.

"Well? Do you believe me now?" The white-haired woman was focused on picking her fingernails, her expression devoid of any warmth.

"What way?"

"I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you when I do." With that, the white-haired woman walked back into the cave. Just as she turned to enter, a blinding light struck, and the woman felt the ropes binding her hands loosen, freeing them. As she tried to run away, a secret manual came flying towards her. She quickly caught it, and the white-haired woman's voice came from behind her.

“You can leave, but your husband will fall into an abyss of no return, his life in danger, unless you master the secret manual, he can be saved.”

“I won’t, besides, he’s not my husband yet.”

"Then let them wait to die. In any case, in my memory, not a single person who has ever left my Valley of Destruction has survived," the white-haired woman said casually.

The woman opened the manual, which was filled with densely packed characters, but she didn't recognize many of them. Good heavens, how was she supposed to practice this? She raised her head, her eyes meeting the white-haired woman's cold gaze, and said firmly, "I want to see the Prince."

"Hmph, ha..." The white-haired woman snorted, then burst into a desolate laugh that sent chills down one's spine.

"Why did you treat Prince Murong like this?" the woman asked, looking at the pale face.

"Because this is what he owed me in his past life," the white-haired woman said through gritted teeth. She turned her head and glared at the woman with a murderous look. "And you, you both have to die." Suddenly, the white-haired woman pushed forward with both hands, and the woman's body slammed against the stone wall with a "thud," her body aching as if it had been broken. The woman clutched her chest, which was throbbing from the impact, and stared defiantly at the white-haired woman.

"What? Still not convinced?" The white-haired woman, seemingly unsatisfied, unleashed a few more palm strikes, sending rocks flying and dust billowing around the woman. The white-haired woman said menacingly, "Let me tell you, you have to practice this martial art whether you like it or not." With that, she swept her hands around in a flurry of blows before vanishing.

Looking at the messy cave, the woman picked up the manual that had fallen to the ground and sat down on a rock. The usually unperturbed bear blinked, wagged its tail, and walked over, nuzzling the woman's feet with its mouth. The woman reached out to pet the bear in return, but suddenly it opened its mouth wide and pounced on her. Startled, the woman had no choice but to use her clumsy snow-skimming skills to escape through the cave entrance. The bear, as if possessed, relentlessly pursued her, and the woman could only desperately circle in the snow. Watching the chase between the woman and the bear in the snow, the white-haired woman hidden in the shadows suddenly burst into a joyful laugh, but the laughter was chilling.

After running around in circles, the bear stopped in a clump of rocks, its eyes fixed on the woman, making her inexplicably uneasy. The woman turned around and was horrified; her face paled instantly, and she nearly fainted. My goodness! A spider, as big as two people, was lunging at her with its hairy, sharp claws outstretched. What devastation! When people are in danger, they sometimes unleash unimaginable abilities—what people often call explosive power. The moment the claws reached for her, the woman, seemingly drawn by some unknown force, held her breath and leaped upwards, her body propelled by the claws. Just then, her hand touched a horizontal branch; she grabbed it haphazardly, and ended up hanging from it.

At that moment, the bear opened its mouth and glared fiercely at the woman, while the giant spider lunged at her. For the first time, the woman felt the fragility of life, but her instinct for survival compelled her to desperately seek an opportunity. She tried to find hope among the rubble at her feet, but when she looked down, that fragile will to survive was shattered. What?! What a joke! How did that pile of rubble turn into a bottomless abyss? Was this the nightmare they talked about in time-travel dramas? The woman shook her head; her mind wasn't confused, but as far as the eye could see, there was still a bottomless abyss. When the spider's hairy claws lashed out, the woman felt a piercing pain in her hand gripping the branch. She cried out and let go, her body plummeting like a hammer into the abyss—a darkness of no return, darkness…

The woman slowly awoke to a desolate landscape. The first thing she saw was barren wasteland, parched, yellowish-brown earth, and yellowish-brown hillsides. Cracks, like giant earthworms, crisscrossed the ground, seemingly reminding humans that this place was devoid of life. She propped herself up, her body aching from the fall, and stared at this unfamiliar scene, her mind blank for a moment. She touched herself; besides the secret manual the white-haired woman had given her, she had nothing else. A gust of wind blew, dry and hot, a stark contrast to the icy world she had just left behind. At this moment, the woman had no interest in practicing martial arts; finding a way out was far more urgent.

The woman couldn't distinguish east from west, north from south; everything was hazy and confused. She shook her head to clear her mind and decided to follow the direction the sun was moving. Although it was noon, the sun was hidden in the clouds, making it difficult to discern directions. As a temporary measure, she decided to keep walking forward.

The basalt lava ground was parched, the rocks were parched, the wind was parched, and even the person was parched. The woman didn't know how far or how long she had walked; her feet ached, her lips were terribly cracked, and as she looked into the distance, it seemed there was no end in sight. The woman increasingly realized that there was no life here; continuing like this would only lead to her drying out and dying. The woman thought resentfully, "Why is my life so tragic? Did I transmigrate here just to die? This is ridiculous!" The woman stood there, unwilling to move. She thought, rather than keep walking to her death, she might as well wait here; at least waiting wouldn't waste her resources. Since she was going to die anyway, she might as well see what secret manual that hateful white-haired woman had given her. She reached out and pulled it open, revealing the manual. The world can be truly cruel when it plays tricks on people; the woman only recognized the characters for "chaos" on it; she didn't recognize a single other character.

"Damn it!" the woman couldn't help but curse, then threw the manual into the air and sat down on a rock.

Just as the manual fell, a sudden gust of wind swirled, sending sand and stones flying. The chaotic sky instantly changed, and then the sky transformed from clouds into a huge "混" (hùn, meaning chaotic) character, followed by another huge "沌" (dùn, meaning disorder). The spacetime tunnel formed by the two characters kept changing in the air.

In the beginning of chaos, a primordial ancient city? No wonder it's barren. The woman was a bit bewildered. It seemed her time-traveling power was too strong; she had traveled to beyond time and space, to a time before Pangu separated heaven and earth. This wouldn't do; she had to find a way back. Should she enter the "Chaos" Realm or the "Primordial Chaos" Realm? Or should she enter neither? The woman was undecided. Looking back, the world was a chaotic mess, her thoughts completely unclear. What to do, what to do? Just then, a giant shadow resembling a Kun (a mythical fish) lunged at her, and she was immediately plunged into a state of emptiness. Before the woman could think further, the "Chaos" Realm's time-space tunnel rotated, and a powerful current swirled around her, pulling her inward. She instantly lost control of her body and plummeted like a cone into an unknown abyss. Just then, a five-colored light escaped from the time-space tunnel, leaving behind a colorful mist.

"Impossible!" the white-haired woman cried out in a frenzy, "Impossible! I used ten thousand years of my cultivation and still couldn't destroy that primordial power, yet she broke through the primordial gate without lifting a finger—no, without her even knowing it! I'm furious! Heavenly Venerable, come out! Come out here! I'll destroy you!" With a deafening boom, the white-haired woman unleashed a powerful force, causing the Ancient Cave of Annihilation to tremble precariously...

"No, I must enter the Gate of the Primordial World!" The words had barely left her lips when the white-haired woman leaped into the abyss without hesitation. The abyss was overgrown with weeds, offering no path whatsoever. If the white-haired woman knew she had fallen into a true abyss, not an ancient city, she probably would have committed suicide on the spot. However, the white-haired woman was unaware of this. At this moment, she was angrily groping forward until she found herself trapped in a terrifying swamp, realizing she had come to the wrong place. Watching her body sink deeper and the mud slowly rising, the white-haired woman shuddered. She frantically tried to pull herself up, but her body sank deeper and deeper. As the colorful mist dissipated, the white-haired woman regretted her actions, her face revealing a desperate and resentful expression…