Chapter 877: Beast Taming Ring, Ironclad Flaming Dragon, Flaming Dragon Breath

Ahead is Longshe Shan; that brat Chen Chuyang is right up front—this person must die.

Everyone on Longshe Shan, top to bottom, must die.

Including that brat's relatives, his bloodline, and anyone connected to him—not a single one will be spared.

Mu Long Wenshan stayed outside Longshe Shan's bounds, eyeing the mist‑shrouded peak ahead—the most conspicuous one, with the surrounding mountains encircling Longshe Shan, its extraordinariness obvious at a glance.

The formation's aura, spreading its might, kept Mu Long Wenshan rooted in place, warily staring at Longshe Shan while he also analyzed Chen Chuyang's strength and the surrounding formations.

Although he looked down on Chen Chuyang in his heart, he dared not underestimate him, knowing Chen Chuyang's prowess, so on the surface he naturally showed contempt.

"Longshe Shan is indeed no simple matter; the formation envelops it, and those formations are no trivial thing."

"That brat is inside Longshe Shan; we must find a way to force him out."

Mu Long Wenshan clearly understood that the formation could protect Chen Chuyang; if he didn't come out, Mu Long Wenshan could do nothing to him in the short term, and once Chen Chuyang succeeded in buying time to summon the world's strong ones, even Mu Long Wenshan would find it a headache.

This is the last scene he wants to see; although this world is weak, strong ones are not absent.

His power was suppressed; this world's suppression of him is strong—the stronger he is, the greater the suppressive effect, and the more terrifying the true qi it can quell; if he were outside, Mu Long Wenshan would not fear those weaklings at all.

Not being on his own turf, Mu Long Wenshan still had to be cautious, after all his subordinates were no weaklings, yet they all ended up dead.

"Huh?"

Mu Long Wenshan rubbed his eyes, saw the figures ahead, two silhouettes approaching him—slow yet fast.

In the blink of an eye, the figures reached him, and Mu Long Wenshan locked onto Chen Chuyang.

This person before him was exactly the one he sought—Chen Chuyang of Longshe Shan, who had killed Mu Longhao and Mu Longdaolong's people, his capable assistants all slain by this man; this debt, Mu Long Wenshan would not let go.

"It's you, Chen Chuyang—you dare to appear before me? Truly arrogant."

Mu Long Wenshan's anger flared; he took a few steps forward, pressing Chen Chuyang.

Chen Chuyang and the black mountain goat stopped, glanced lightly at Mu Long Wenshan ahead, the man and beast exchanged a look, and laughed in unison.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

The black mountain goat's laugh was the most arrogant, giving no face, mocking him to his face.

That laugh made Mu Long Wenshan feel… displeased, very angry.

His anger rose three zhang; Mu Long Wenshan glared fixedly at the black mountain goat, killing intent thick to the extreme.

The black mountain goat showed no fear, staring straight at Mu Long Wenshan and sneering, "You little brat of the Mu Long family, your talent is not bad—too bad you've picked the wrong opponent."

"You shouldn't have come down; in the Mu Long family you might control many lives and deaths, but here is our turf—no matter who you are or which family you come from, you will lie down and kneel before me."

"Kid, if you're sensible, kneel right now—perhaps we'll spare your life."

The smug black mountain goat had no regard for Mu Long Wenshan in its eyes.

Chen Chuyang stood behind it; the black mountain goat didn't know what it was afraid of.

Mu Long Wenshan stared dead‑eye at the black mountain goat, raised his hand, ready to strike.

The black mountain goat hastily shrank back, hiding behind Chen Chuyang, and taunted, "Kid, with Chen Chuyang here, you…… can't possibly be my match."

"I advise you to drop your weapon, kneel and beg for mercy; otherwise you'll die a miserable death."

Mu Long Wenshan was so angry his teeth itched; he longed to kill him.

He restrained himself, then turned his glare to Chen Chuyang.

"You think the same way?"

Consider his talent, his status, his identity—upon entering this world, one dare not say he surpasses everyone, but at least the people of this world dare not meet his gaze, let alone provoke him so.

Mu Long Wenshan had imagined many scenarios, but never this one before him.

"Exactly, you're too weak—utterly unworthy of my move." Chen Chuyang shrugged, gave no face, and jeered, "I thought you were at least a True Destiny Realm cultivator; turns out you're only sixth‑level True Person Realm—this cultivation isn't even enough to fill the gap between my teeth."

"How about this: you fight it; if you win, you'll be qualified to challenge me."

Chen Chuyang stepped back, yielding the spot to them.

Let the black mountain goat deal with Mu Long Wenshan, rather than fight himself.

This move, this gesture—killing the heart while taking the life.

True heart‑rending killing: Mu Long Wenshan's fury shot to the heavens, his eyes locked dead‑on on Chen Chuyang, wishing to devour him.

"Kid, do you know what you're saying?"

Mu Long Wenshan pointed at himself and roared, "I am the Mu Long family's genius, a first‑rate genius—how could a petty trash like you dare mock me?"

"You're seeking death."

In an instant, Mu Long Wenshan struck in anger, giving Chen Chuyang no chance.

As for Chen Chuyang, he shook his head and sighed, "Ah, why bother?"

"Black mountain goat, it's up to you."

The black mountain goat stepped forward, grinning, "No problem—just a sixth‑level True Person Realm; I've got plenty of ways to deal with him."

The black mountain goat opened its maw and directly swallowed Mu Long Wenshan's attack; all of his assaults were useless.

The black mountain goat flickered behind Mu Long Wenshan and kicked him; the poor Mu Long Wenshan fell to the ground, blasting out deep pits.

Around his body hovered a ring, protecting him.

Beast Taming Ring, the Mu Long family's exclusive artifact, also the key to their control of demonic beasts.

The Beast Taming Ring was not singular; it split into several, encircling Mu Long Wenshan, and as one of the rings emitted light, a demonic beast gradually appeared.

Ironclad Flaming Dragon, with a body like steel, wholly metallic, flames constantly spurting from the metal seams.

What lies within is likely his true form—a massive dragon head, grudging yet overbearing, towering far above Chen Chuyang, like a hill.

Its massive body continually spewed fire, its eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang, fury blazing; having received Mu Long Wenshan's order, the Ironclad Flaming Dragon surged toward Chen Chuyang.

"Ironclad Flaming Dragon, kill him."

"Roar."

The Steel Inferno Flame Dragon has well-developed limbs, appearing like a giant dragon, but in fact it is not a True Dragon; it is a special dragon breed born from the union of some True Dragon and lion, possessing the advantages of both, and its whole body is covered in steel armor, with scales also forged from steel, making it very special.

After modification by Mu Long Wen Shan, this Steel Inferno Flame Dragon opened its huge mouth, and the inferno flames came toward Chen Chuyang.

In an instant, the Steel Inferno Flame Dragon stroked him and the black mountain goat.

Wherever the flames passed, everything was burned to ashes by the fire.

This is the Steel Inferno Flame Dragon's dragon breath, the Steel Inferno Flame.